Luyện nghe bài hát Choke On It

[music - LaBarre]
- Sean McGrath]

Icy liquid your lungs
A gushing water sluice
Flushing out your bronchia vitriol
Your trachea is targeted for particular
burst as I quench your thirst
You're hideously out of
Pneumonectomy, the most of solutions
"Drowned in own blood," the of death

Internal bleeding makes you
And a foul regurgitation
chyme and chunks of lung
You really are in a situation

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

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

Your heart begins to slow and your eyes glassy
As organs are one by one discarded
A death rattle croaks your excavated throat
Your has gone a bit retarded

A cannula is thrust into crepitating
To suction off obliterated
Foamy mucoid pus drips in from the cuts
Your pulmonary has some issues
I hack out your trachea hatred and malice
And squeeze out the plaque within
Your pre-mortem spasm and exclamations
Caused me and my to grin

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

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