Luyện nghe bài hát Choke On It

[music - Andrew
- Sean McGrath]

Icy liquid your lungs
A gushing salt sluice
Flushing out your bronchia with
Your trachea is for particular abuse
Alveoli burst as I quench your
You're hideously out of
Pneumonectomy, the most apparent of
"Drowned in own blood," the of death

bleeding makes you wretch
And causes a foul
Vomiting chyme and chunks of
You really are in a situation

foamy spit
Your throat is slit
symptoms won't remit
You're to choke on it

Your heaving cavity opened for fun
Broken ribcage sags atop your lungs
Gasping for air as your jugular
You're having chest pains

Your heart to slow and your eyes grow glassy
As ruined are one by one discarded
A death rattle croaks from your throat
Your has gone a bit retarded

A is thrust into crepitating guts
To suction off obliterated
Foamy mucoid pus drips in gobs the cuts
Your pulmonary has some issues
I hack out your trachea with hatred and
And squeeze out the plaque within
Your spasm and tearful exclamations
Caused me and my to grin

Internal makes you wretch
And a foul regurgitation
Vomiting chyme and chunks of
You really are in quite a

foamy spit
Your throat is slit
These symptoms won't
You're forced to on it