Luyện nghe bài hát Agony in Her Body

Day one, I with her blood
Day two, left her face bruised and we called it love
Day three, her blood played me
Dirty caught me off guard
Had the to ask me if I thought she was crazy.
you don't know where my mind has been
Fell off the bike more than but it's time to ride again
This time learned from my past falls
Old wounds reopen soon
Burn them in

I heard that last (what?) it was a close one
Roadrunners no which direction to go snow comes
Then we're
Extra traction on tires

Having sex in the wrapped in radio wires
abusive, stuck in a bad place
Head of bruises and scratched face
I bled
Inserting my so you can taste me
Put my neck in a noose and to safety
Found a land mine planted in the of my foot
I find sanctum in the holes I've input
I keep covered in earth
I they run tests I leave the dirt to the experts
coats and shiny objects
I their lifeboat science project
We got a
Guinea pig
Stone sober hillbilly kid with open
Ripped vocal

Tearing out
A mutant manifesto you'll probably never hear about

out about my whereabouts
Ears pierced my mouth a medicine man who wears a pouch
digging
And I'm swimming up
I'm a tide of mudslide and blood spilled
Until I've got a off my back
And a girl on attack on top with a lip
The world map is our bed
We geography now
I virgin territory
Squeaky acting as a mating call
Nothing on my but her and feel naked at all
Ever feel the need to keep it so you feed yourself into her hunger and don't care if she bleeds
Asking all these aint highly recommended
eventually get answered if you put time in the friendship
That is if what you're doing is helping and it's not you know until you uh

Reach the
She wanted my agony agony agony in her body

Day one, I played with her
Day two, left her bruised and we called it making love
Day three, her blood with me
Dirty talk caught me off
Had the to ask me if I thought she was crazy.

I need more holes to breath
She was
Went under the I contemplated freedom
Put it all out on the table
Touching on some rubber ducks I played dutch with some jumper cables
out broke like the water it started rushing

All of the there she was gone
I'm the guy
a sight for sore eyes
I'm in labor all night a new day is born

Curved
Road taste
Eyes rolled,

pulls a 180 when I look into her snake eyes
I'm not of dying
Pieces of me die all the
Keep (keep digging)
I the dirt to the experts who push the boundaries of pleasure till the sex hurts

I hold today with a grip
And hard to get with tomorrow so as not to look so fucking desperate
sweaty
Hands
Blood pressure off the
My heart hangs
Untreated wounds repeated moods are seeds who develop in your needy womb
Your feeble ill
I don't grieve for people

And I mourn the pieces killed in you
My injection must have lethal

up the shovel love; you've got some digging to do

Agony agony agony

Day one, I with her blood
Day two, left her face and we called it making love

Day three, her blood played me
Dirty talk caught me off
Had the to ask me if I thought she was crazy.