Luyện nghe bài hát Crows 2

4 and 21
go south
For the when a punk goes out
of mothballed death-forms
Hauled via vaudeville
And encased where the claw wane off broadway the god way
Watch, our
Commuters from the with news of el chupacabra
Who transfuse soup out a fresh skull
Dumb full suckers
Only the suffers
box butcher
Encouraging poor
a pall bore not a sure sign ofjarred lightning"
Harsh, that's how the yellow spine-diner was
Feral feeding strung his organs up like tire swing art
a drippy set of broke bone grinders
More for the hive
Less for the land finders
Fine, no defacto leaders in the
Unless you count the way they led his heart through his tee
Straight out the

4 and 22
Cue the cut throat
Chew when a punk goes out
Etiquette of tart-tongued
Never run jewels
Run a culinary for gluttony-drunk wolves
In grunts
Smothering buttery ramen
Early sign of showed up on the diagnostic
Hm, if I seem stand all the see-sawed loss, I can't call it
All petite drawn and orange caution
Or outcast re-involved for absolvement
It's gaudy, when a hell-bound offspring and yours share an all evolve salty
Watch, if is a bitch with venom and laser tits
Maybe sin ll make for sugar-flavored
taste terrible at best and rest in peace raw
The rest are
Caw!