Luyện nghe bài hát Fred's Got Slacks

Destroy positions of and what stands between you and the final stretch
Where you find out what in the end
Man on the preaching, screaming the devil is coming!
And the will plummet to the ground again
I to death that no one knows and they don't find a way
To bullshit, cheat, lie, and
run away through the trenches and the streets
The alleyway
I've got a feeling today is not my day
The have been stated, they're implausible
The cause of the
Too heavy for a like me
me
Hit the brick running with the rhythm in your
And all your feelings in a
It's too much to resist you're only 16
Waiting for the weekend to come
outta here
6 to the wind and I'm gone
Head on collision the barrel of our social forms gun
the shells hit the ground, it's time to go home

Apathetic, were
It's to see
The fires ignited and the flames have gotten the of me
Hands up, fists
For to see!
destructive, so disruptive
It's to me
Lets hit the and show em what we mean
HEY!
We've got the heart and mind to mix in the gasoline

Hopping along the border of whats and whats insane
the same as everyday
Everyday is the
Still haven't found the answers to the questions I've been
And nothing strikes resemblance to the memory I
days, didn't they seem so long ago?
Free to go wherever we
to say no
End of the line and were really wasting
End of the like and theres no one left us
Hit the road
precision in the distance
Who a fuck if hes a metro-sexual?
I know you did, you're a hetero-molestico
Theres in the words that first seemed oh so comfortable
Finding a new way can be to some
Look on the bright side, you're not the one a gun
You wipe ass like everybody does
And ask for my
Well I've got

up
Fists