Luyện nghe bài hát Daylight Bombings

The air raids at night are keeping things
The president's men are in on me
And the crosshair grin you me in
Still does not an argument
me to shed the devil's clothes

Electrodes to spine, tonguing my wounds clean
when the nightmare stops, oh yeah
I had a dream, I had a dream it
I shackled to the of another in a chapel so pristine
Well, Baptized at atheists, I felt to clean

The I hear doves cry, the less I want to fly
The more I them crying out

When does the end?
When does the kick in?
I'd like to you up over the
Waste of and back again

Oh my mistress, whoa, distress
Your dress is it all back to me
And we are than whores
Caught up in a roundabout in

Twilight in the dark on this one
You can play me out on the floor
Twilight in the dark on this one
You can me out

The more I hear doves cry, the I want to fly
The more I hear those doves

This is the plot thickens
Not behind the ribs but the truth
You can use sleuth
I'm begging for proof

This is where the thickens
Not behind the ribs but the truth
You can use your
'Cause I'm begging for proof, begging for

When the seizure end?
When the cyanide kick in?
I'd to hike you up over the
Waste of love and back

Oh my mistress, whoa sweet
Your is bringing it all back to me
And we are than whores
Caught up in a

No to run away
The pig was snuffed and
We saw happening all on the front page
This is the last time we bet on

got a lot riding on this one
So save your bullets for the back
We've got a lot riding on one
Don't turn your back till you see the blood back