Luyện nghe bài hát Bodies

Bodies of slugs and guts
Rusted bench seats been stuck in ruts of bodies
Made of slugs and
Sludged all the way the mud to orate to some
Bodies made of and guts
suit was stained like a sweatshop
I said, "It's my soul, I keep it on the inside."

Bodies made of sparks and
Slumped and prone to the lore and
Christened, soaked futile
Listless souls dampened the of bodies made of slugs and guts
Spoke like a but resounded like tongues to the bodies made of
and guts
He spit when he and sang like a wasp nest
I said, "It's my soul, I keep it on the inside"