Luyện nghe bài hát Bruises Are Back In Style

God America, land that I love
Stand her, and guide her, through the night with the light up above
From the mountain, to the prairie, through the ocean with foam
God bless America, my home home!
your name, and spell it well
All good children go straight to
See you saw, see all you can see,
As you get fucked by own liberty now
If is a taxi, the devil would drive
If is English, then I'm speaking Jive
If this is a fuck, I run for a mile
When I say baby, bruises are in style.
God bless America! God America!
Know your name you're in a rage,
Piss and lines an empty cage
The people look, they all stop and
At the little girl the long greasy hair now.
If love is a taxi, the devil drive
If hatred is English, I'm speaking Jive
If this is a fuck, then I run for a
I say baby, bruises are back in style.
God bless America! God America!
Know your name, and it well
Sign in blood, you as well
See you saw, see all you can see
As you get by your own liberty now
If is a taxi, the devil would drive
If hatred is English, I'm speaking Jive
If this is a fuck, then I run for a
When I scream baby, bruises are in style.