Luyện nghe bài hát Baby I Got the Death Rattle

We burnt all the skin from the of my hands
With an old Zippo and deodorant can
I to the palmist and asked her to read
No heart line, no sun line, no life line, no
Said all that I wanted was a life
Not one predetermined by slices
Into my flesh and the 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 right index
'Long the roof of car
On the back to your house
In the cold City Arms
In the frost I drew a
For every girl that wouldn't me
early the next morning
To see the frost had me
My black and touch cold
Like a cute stuffed toy bear's
The kind of I'd give 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 spill in the 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 tomorrow I'd be today and is the end
Baby, I got the rattle
And baby, I got it bad
I've digging my grave for quite some time
I'm not digging up the past
And I chewed my necktie
From the metal of my bed
And where I tied wrists together
all night givin'
Not but headboard
Is where I want to be
Not headstone but
Is where I want to be
Not but headboard
Is I want to be mourned
Not headstone but
Is where I to be mourned
Not but headboard
Is where I want to be
Not headstone but
Is where I want to be
Not headstone but
Is I want to be mourned
Not but headboard
Is where I want to be
Not headstone but
Is I want to be mourned