Luyện nghe bài hát Baby I Got the Death Rattle

We burnt all the skin from the palm of my
With an old lighter and deodorant can
I went to the and asked her to read
No line, no sun line, no life line, no need
Said all I wanted was a quiet life
Not one predetermined by slices
my flesh and the broad she agreed
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 death
And you're six months old me
Traced my index finger
'Long the of every car
On the walk to your house
In the cold City Arms
In the frost I drew a
For every girl wouldn't fuck me
early the next morning
To see the frost had me
My blisters and touch cold
Like a cute stuffed toy nose
The kind of I'd give you
a less committed Van Gogh
And you, you are an angel, why you pray
And I am an ass and why I bray
halo slipped to frame you
Like a photo, a porthole
I see blood in the pure snow
You see sweet sauce on ice-cream
And you, you are an angel, why you pray
And I am an ass and why I bray
If you were tomorrow I'd be today and is the end
Baby, I got the death
And baby, I got it bad
been digging my grave for quite some time
When I'm not digging up the
And I chewed my only
From the metal of my bed
And where I tied wrists together
Spent all givin'
Not but headboard
Is where I to be mourned
Not but headboard
Is where I to be mourned
Not headstone but
Is where I to be mourned
Not headstone but
Is where I want to be
Not but headboard
Is where I to be mourned
Not but headboard
Is I want to be mourned
Not headstone but
Is I want to be mourned
Not but headboard
Is where I to be mourned
Not but headboard
Is where I want to be