Luyện nghe bài hát Appetite

Another without a mother
A son tired old man
Just wasting away as the become his lover
Not a man in world, understand?
Kill it quicker, stick it
out the fights tonight
Got an itchy trigger
You you aint got the right
Another of city streets
childs child 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 aint got the
Should you stay or you go
pains but nothing grows
You never dream, Ive been
The look, the lips, the appetite.
We all some lovin sometimes.