Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Bottles

Empty on the table
Black on the ground
Silhouettes of people
To an sound
Hello
Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm down
With bottles on the table
Black roses on the

Ground bottle six the permanent bliss
sharp glass lips, give me a kiss
Eyes fixated with the familiar
Black label, letters, they integrate
in the bar room with harpoons
I in the night fog like mushrooms
See every bullet hole in the of my past
Now what I call a shot glass (two, three, four)

Empty bottles on the
Black on the ground
of people dancing
To an unfamiliar
Hello
Can I call you a My friend, I'm going down
With empty on the table
Black roses on the

the cracks on the sidewalk
Pack the cigarette box in my palm
Flame on the tip of a
I don't know where the light from
Legs like a ghost, I walk
world mushed concrete, feels soft
Blinded by the pop flash
I'm a big fan, shot (Two, three, four)

Empty bottles on the
roses on the ground
Silhouettes of dancing
To an sound
stranger
Can I you a friend? My friend, I'm going down
With bottles on the table
Black on the ground

Oh, what a life it's
What my life in there? What about the would and when's?
If's, maybe's, You didn't know shit about me, man
You didn't go to school in the clothes that I had to wear back
Look at you, fucking faggot, what you at, punk?
What, Give me another shot, hey, what you want?
Make it a double, fuck it, a triple, it, give me the bottle
And then bottoms-up, what a positive role model

Hey Wolf, Wolf!
on man, it's time to go

Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not at all
a Tylenol, shake it off
Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D me with a sawed-off

up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all
Take a Tylenol, it off
Wanna take shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off

Empty bottles on the
roses on the ground
Silhouettes of people
To an sound
Hello
Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going
With empty bottles on the
Black roses on the

bottles on the table
Black roses on the
of people dancing
To an sound
Hello
Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm down
With empty bottles on the
Black on the ground