Luyện nghe bài hát Bruises Are Back In Style

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