Luyện nghe bài hát Every Man Has A Molly

Here I am laid at the end of my rope
I've all hope, so long
Molly Connolly broke up with me
Over the revealing of the songs

You goddamn had best be gracious
With the merch money you
'Cause for you, I won't have rough sex
With Molly Connolly

Here I am, down at the end of my rope
I had not been born
Now spewed too much, I can never shut it up
I thought you should be

And I implied, black sky took the to my eye
And sucked out all its
Ohh, Connolly ruined my life
I the world should know, ohh

I can't thinkin' about what she did wrong to me
Can't figure out just what I did
I'll kill thinkin' about things that you did to me
Molly

stop thinkin' about what she did wrong to me
Just can't figure out what I did wrong
Kill thinkin' about things that you did to me
Connolly

Can't stop thinkin'
Just figure her out
Kill thinkin' 'bout
My Molly
(Can't stop 'bout)

I can't thinkin' 'bout it
(Just can't out)
I won't stop bout it
(Kill myself 'bout)
I'll kill myself, I'll myself, I'll kill myself
(Molly Connolly)