Luyện nghe bài hát Fashion Bleeds

Fashion bleeds, stains and frees, spreading all life's and sleaze.
Spitting fire, in the eyes, of the suspecting patrons.
Turning cold, with control, killing who knows
by, in the aisles, watching recent complications.

(repeat)

You can their shouts from cars, see cigars burn in trendy bars, flicking ashes on the heads of teenage kids with poorly tuned guitars.

(repeat)