Luyện nghe bài hát BAD BLOOD

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

This is the plan after plan after last plan
losses of the Fall of Man
I'm the cannibal run out of bread
My stomach's upset and my sleep is

I can't shut myself up
My are ground down to the gums
And I'm afraid yours truly's with me
BAD BLOOD UNDER MY

Take me up the
Dogs up my barked leg
I can deal with the feel - it's the of the abrasions I don't like

Take me up the
me up the creep

This hike is neither up nor down
Paradimbo's bigger everything
I can the pro decoies siren call on merit ramps
Will me cover sorted seconds with their censor stamps
There's a green ungulate out for my soul
More than ready to to reach his goal

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