Luyện nghe bài hát Diet Aftertaste

You're everything you to be
Accomplished, gracious and great
It makes perfect sense, never hated
But then, appearances are

You speak the language everyone
You take over the conversation slows
Another self made
Or maybe just the fuckin' tooth

Well I'd send that you ration
To the smallest starving nation
But aftertaste is rude
And I can't digest a single

Well I'd that brain you ration
To feed the smallest nation
But diet is rude
And I can't a single word