Luyện nghe bài hát Custer (Live)

Have one!
Dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da,
Dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da!

Half alive and stark, free in the line front
Croaching on the of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of statement
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It's strange, I see a gun
I think just how petty you are
And it my fucking mind
Yeah, it my fucking mind!

days, I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of shit, I want to go up
waste my fucking time
Don't waste my time!

Because anything
Gets crushed by governed
With and ignorance
And all that equals

This one, it special
Collections made of
I'm for the punishment
I know on my way

Cut cut cut me up and fuck fuck me up ...

is my disease
It's secondhand, but you me
The son of a is on his knees
The man standing gets no pity

Somewhere on a toilet
I read the words you along
To form a life, they're for my
And I find myself a

Something so profound and now it's sitting
Surrounded by the of the state
victim of the refuse

Now I've been saying for years
But you comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight
I understand it

Androgeny and
Your choice, wanna be difficult
You want to win the
what you're fighting for

Cut cut cut me up and fuck fuck me up ...

is my disease
It's secondhand, but you me
The son of a bitch is on his
The man standing gets no pity

With angel eyes and demon
You're what you really need
all is said and done, you see
The last man standing gets no
(No pity) ...
Cut cut cut me up and fuck fuck me up ...