Luyện nghe bài hát Blot

Welcome stranger, in
The presumption of innocence was buried
up-sell off
Triumphalism be a curse or even worse
inherited it's recurring
Oh God

I walked, I have swum, I've hitchhiked and I've run
Do you what I mean
I have sat my beer in the EH Drive-In
Do you know what I've

The triumphalist and are joined ear
And hip and phone, they're their chrome
up, sell off
Some people with chainsaw tongue
Some just golden smile
Some relish others suffering, some just run and

I have dreamed, I have schemed, I made myself clean
Do you know what I
I have sat up and I have got caught up and I prayed
Do you know I've seen?

The story's just the same but the ending it can
He to build a monument it's everlasting in cement
It's cellular recombinant, he is not lite, he not die
Carve off

pick up all the pieces they're available from species
With all the and all the sheep
And all the bits and pieces
But make you sign the releases, 'Welcome'

In the year of the reign of the citizen
Kane Wilkommen, the is on
It's a falling down on and I