Luyện nghe bài hát Appetite

Another without a mother
A bastard son old man
Just away as the pipe become his lover
Not a man in this world,
it quicker, stick it deeper
Tuning out the tonight
Got an itchy finger
You know you aint got the
Another year of streets
That childs the casualty
Not a book in the world could ever her belief
That theres more to this world than death and debris
Kill it quicker, stick it
Tuning out the fights
Got an itchy trigger
You know you got the right
Should you stay or you go
Enduring pains but grows
You never dream, Ive been
The look, the lips, the appetite.
We all need some sometimes.