Luyện nghe bài hát BAD BLOOD

What is left to forget here that doesn't exceed
What's the use of acquiring things when they only give birth to

is the plan after last plan after last plan
Heavy of the Fall of Man
I'm the self-effacing run out of bread
My stomach's upset and my sleep is

I can't myself up anymore
My teeth are ground to the gums
And I'm afraid yours truly's incompatible me
BAD UNDER MY THUMBS

me up the creek
Dogs chatter up my leg
I can deal with the feel - it's the look of the I don't like

me up the creek
Take me up the

This hike is going neither up nor
bigger than everything
I can hear the pro decoies siren on merit ramps
Will make me cover sorted seconds their censor stamps
There's a green horned out for my soul
More than ready to kill to reach his

All Snuff Pop Inc. and lyrics written by Ant Mozart Khadaffi