Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost

My flesh is cold as a
My is cold as a ghost
My flesh is cold as a
My is....
My flesh is cold as a
My flesh is cold as a
My is cold as a ghost

And I, been
Next fall, next blade in the
Bleed red, four in the Benz
But I met ghosts in the pen
And I, could've
Dead, boy, my is amiss
skin, X types of a kiss
Rather hate,
Just the abyss, and I (aye!)
Place blame for shit
be dead, dull blades on my wrist
Fucking with my head, get dead, that's the
First, you can see it on me, I'm
Lost in the mist, full of piss
Pick a daffodilly, so pretty at
fuck, started feeling, silly willy, take a look
At the rope, then he
All he needed was a
Daisy, are making Fugazi
Lost, I pick up a and
Close it, close it, pick up the
Daisy, those are Fugazi
Lost, I pick up a and
Close it, close it, up the rabies

Living a
a farce, living a farce
Living a
Living a farce, living a