Luyện nghe bài hát City

Everyone sees, diseased or
Holes in their arms, got cocaine eyes
mutilation is self surveillance
Wanna get to heaven, you die

Here she comes, here she
She's crawled out of a can
Here she comes, she comes
gonna waste another man

Ah, sick
Gonna be the of me
Ah, city
be my death, gonna be the death of me

Little Junk's, a subway pilot
He'll you in the head for Chinese rock
Catch a falling spike, ride a silver
Score a bag deal from the Vietcong

she comes, here she comes
She's out of a garbage can
she comes, here she comes
She's gonna another man

Ah, city
Gonna be the of me
Ah, city
Gonna be my death, gonna be the of me

Your meat on a hook, in your own movie
Tortue loop hallucination, spliced
No inoculation from the viral
There's spiders in mouth, shoot insecticide

Here she comes, she comes
She's crawled out of a can
Here she comes, here she
Gonna waste man

Ah, city
be the death of me
Ah, sick
be my death, gonna be the death of me

Sick, sick, sick, sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick
Sick, sick, sick, city
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