Luyện nghe bài hát California Dreaming

Like a
(Like a sinkhole)

are born then fucking made up and Undead slow
What does it

(What it show?)

C-c-cut up all the to your lost soul
I'm 'bout to die on a dotted line

Then beef, cut throats on a short lie

It ain't a crime, for taking back what's mine

Los Angeles, we on a front

Click-click-boom, let fall
them up with a semi-matic auto

Hear the call, hear the

Hop in the to tip it straight then I'm out though
When I do it like with a wiffle ball bat
Surf's up, bitches, and it's like
coming to attack

I'm no shooting
a burning heart
We never
In California, dreaming
Running the dark
boulevards
We never
In California, dreaming
In California, we're

get it now, Armageddon now
Coked out, skeletons, come back
Break them down, gotta break down
Broke Ford lights, sing so loud
The story ever told, the greatest mob ever known

Dead man walking, audition for the big
biblical, social cynical

In the land of make believe the critical
to the ocean lies some martyrs that are pinnacle
Yeah, I'm just a but my wings are fucking literal

As above, so

You wanna go to heaven but you sold soul

young, I'm going cold

Cut yourself a bunch so you grow old

We're living in but we're doing it in style

Out here in California, it's a trial by

I'm no shooting
Just a heart
We never
In California, we're
through the dark
Broken
We sleep
In California, we're
In California, we're

It's the tension, hidden in the question
Underneath the dreams I
I can see rejection in my own
I can my dreams grow cold

(Dreams cold!)
(Oh!)

I'm no shooting
Just a heart
We sleep
In California, dreaming
Running the dark
boulevards
We never
In California, dreaming
In California, we're

In
(In California, dreaming)
In California, dreaming
(In California, dreaming)
In