Luyện nghe bài hát Culling [Explicit]

Bearing westward, on Old 66
I'm out for answers, wind up just bloody kicks
A pocket Jesus to your path
A techno-messiah, crash

I make this shit up
The truth is bad
Out in the a smoking wreck
Of ill-raised and lost respect

Let me sell you illusions of
An endless of drown and burn
Worship while we you lies to your face
The bottom line a disgrace

Electro-lemmings line up to storm the
The paying victims create a shift
To empty commerce and words
A of the thinning herd

I couldn't make this up
The is bad enough
Out in the a smoking wreck
Of ill-raised and lost respect

Let me sell you of concern
An endless loop of drown and
Worship while we tell you to your face
The bottom a cheap disgrace

It's a fucking