Luyện nghe bài hát An Orgy Of Critics

Sweep the super market
Sweep it up with your
Put feather in a box
(Take off, off)
it off to me

I smell oxygen,
on your horse
off course, get off
(Get off, get off)
Filled fury's force

There's a fire in the peach pit, a in the snake pit
(Hey)
Erased it but we saw you it
There's blood on the good book, love in the bad
Suck out all the nerve and it yours

There's a in the peach pit
There's a fire in the pit
There's a fire in the pit

Saw you it

You brought me to my
Your heart, it me to my knees
Your heart, it me
(Brought me)
me
(You me)
You brought me to my

so perfect to please us
You make all the right
Get the clothes off
(Take off, off)
And strip down to voice

We will show you, future
And choke the air from your
(Choke, choke, choke)
You can be our once, twice, thrice, times the goodbye girl

a fire in the peach pit, a blaze in the snake pit
(Hey)
Erased it but we saw you it
There's a in the blank stare

Back in the black hair, it's not fair
There's a in the peach pit
a fire in the peach pit
There's a fire in the pit

You me to my knees
heart, it brought me to my knees
Your heart, it me
(Brought me)
me
(You me)
You brought me to my

I don't know who you that
(Who you that)
I don't know who told you but it's a lie, believe me
I swear, I shall not deceive
(Yeah)

I don't who sold you that but it's a fake
I don't know who sold you baby but it's a fake, remind me
'Cuz my eyes see straight me

Oh, never killed
I promise you're my
You always your first
(Okay, here we go)

You me to my knees
Your heart, it me to my knees
heart, it brought me
(Brought me)
me
(You me)
You brought me to my