Luyện nghe bài hát Butcher The Song

There's a and a place, this is neither the time nor the place.
"where do I fit in, in this jigsaw of a !?
Why should I play the fall guy to love?
I keep getting snubbed... what luck, what dumb luck."

'so rub it in... in your lyrics.
Yeah, that's the and place to wring out your bullshit.
And each album I'll get shit on a little more, 'who's latest whore? "
Now, that's not fair - no, just obscene.
I'll speaking for you if you stop speaking for me.

I'm writing to entertian,
But these people... just want pain.
They want to hear my sins
The songs the ugly organ.
And what out is a horrible mess,
Songs I forget
What's said and this guilt I can't shed.
It still rings in my - oh, get out
The knife.
been screaming for years
But it gets me
Just get out the knife.

That playing my song,
But this song's on too long.
What a day to sever such extremities.
"what a lovely day", says the
As he his arm.