Luyện nghe bài hát Glory Weed

A thousand voices start their screaming when you
A thousand screamers find their voice and to scream
We already blew the glory

Your well done fury don't deserve to pull me
That magic show can't burn away my ground
We already turned the game
And I'm in a fog like a dog

And who do you think should the story
Under the bed
And who did you think that shrinking
Would out to be?

Your mama lion mouth and mata soul
That scary you're making at your holy Joe
You brought the battle home

And who do you should tell the story
the bed tonight?
And who did you think shrinking violet
Would out to be?

souls like us, the wicked, the carnies
We all eat up this swill these fucked bedtime
You already brought me to my
And I'm cheap and like a souvenir