Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Bottles

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

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

bottles on the table
Black on the ground
Silhouettes of dancing
To an sound
Hello
Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going
empty bottles 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 where the light came from
Legs like a ghost, I still
Whole world mushed concrete, feels
Blinded by the cameras pop
I'm a big fan, glass? (Two, three, four)

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

Oh, what a life it's
What about my in there? What about the would and when's?
If's, maybe's, could-have-been's? You didn't shit about me, man
You didn't go to school in the clothes that I had to wear then
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, fuck it, give me the
And then it's bottoms-up, what a positive model

Hey Wolf, Wolf!
Come on man, time to go

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

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

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

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