Luyện nghe bài hát Blot

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

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

The triumphalist and narcissist are ear
And hip and phone, they're their chrome
Carve up, off
people speak with chainsaw tongue
Some just arches smile
Some others suffering, some just run and hide

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

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

Gonna pick up all the pieces they're from species
With all the and all the sheep
And all the human and pieces
But he'll make you the releases, 'Welcome'

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