Luyện nghe bài hát God's Bathroom Floor

(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses,
Date, Divinity, wouldn't,
Touched, hazy, God,
Rush, floor, life,

From a full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God help me
Caught a rush on the floor the life in my veins

(Slug):
It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your
Three for your reasoning, and four for that try to get it
Five for love, and six for the stress
And seven for the day that I climbed this mess

(Slug):
I'm ulcers from the child proof lighters
And all these fine tooth that keep the wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my
Thoughts got shifted the high got a tad too deep
Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I normal
And get out of this
And call management to seek reimbursement
For the nerve endings burnt from the first hits

(Slug):
So fuck needles, smoke
Fuck that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers, trails, fuck and rails
Fuck hang-overs, fuck
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA
Blind my and dull the common sense
Give me inhibition, the superstition and the confidence
Built the tolerance, now it's more I consume it
When it boards up my room, the world's whores croon in unison
Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, I.E.,
But here I be within a of my drool
Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, overdose
Tell Miles to keep it wild style
I I'll smile
And the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit wild
And smile
And the floor, God's got nice tile

(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses,
Date, Divinity, wouldn't,
Touched, hazy, God,
Rush, floor, life...