Luyện nghe bài hát Baby I Got the Death Rattle

We burnt all the skin from the palm of my
With an old Zippo lighter and can
I went to the and asked her to read
No heart line, no sun line, no life line, no
Said all I wanted was a quiet life
Not one predetermined by slices
Into my flesh and the broad she
One look in my sad eyes, she had to
Baby, the of Venus got me
Got me on my knees
And baby, baby, I got the rattle
And you're six old s-shakin' me
Traced my right finger
'Long the of every car
On the walk back to your
In the cold from City
In the I drew a dick
For girl that wouldn't fuck me
Woke the next morning
To see the frost had me
My blisters black and touch
Like a cute stuffed toy nose
The kind of gift I'd you
a less committed Van Gogh
And you, you are an angel, that's why you
And I am an ass and why I bray
halo slipped to frame you
Like a photo, a window
I see blood in the pure snow
You see sweet sauce on ice-cream
And you, you are an angel, that's why you
And I am an ass and why I bray
If you were I'd be today and this is the end
Baby, I got the death
And baby, I got it bad
I've been my grave for quite some time
I'm not digging up the past
And I my only necktie
From the frame of my bed
And I tied your wrists together
all night givin'
Not headstone but
Is where I to be mourned
Not headstone but
Is I want to be mourned
Not but headboard
Is I want to be mourned
Not but headboard
Is where I want to be
Not but headboard
Is where I want to be
Not headstone but
Is I want to be mourned
Not headstone but
Is where I want to be
Not but headboard
Is where I to be mourned
Not headstone but
Is where I want to be