Luyện nghe bài hát An Orgy Of Critics

Sweep the black super
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 with fury's

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

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

Saw you it

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

You're so perfect to us
You make all the right
Get the business off
(Take off, off)
And down to your voice

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, killed nobody
I promise my first
You remember your first
(Okay, we fuckin' go)

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