Luyện nghe bài hát City

Everyone sees, or broken
Holes in their arms, they got cocaine
Self mutilation is self
get to heaven, you gotta die

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

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

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

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

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

Your meat on a hook, in your own snuff
Tortue hallucination, nerves spliced
No inoculation from the program
There's spiders in your mouth, shoot

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

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

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