Luyện nghe bài hát Going Going Gone

A straight razor and a flick of the
Brass and a willing fist
A big knife and a little
They do for my self-esteem

Warm blood and a embrace
The catch is than the chase
They all ask why I'm doing
Violence is

What you see, all I to be
Is a madman out on a killing
One I say
I did it all my way
Gave to the dawn of the dying age

I feel the urge and it's tarting to surge
Soon I'm blowing an atom bomb
When you
Your coming to an end
I'm going, going, going, going,

Two things that I ignore
nights and an unlocked door
I get the feeling and I through
I get high like I'm sniffing

It's time to let the games
This helps my self-confidence
Blood for the hedonist
is bliss

What you see, all I to be
Is a out on a killing spree
One I say
I did it all my way
Gave rise to the of the dying age

When I the urge and it's tarting to surge
Soon I'm like an atom bomb
you comprehend
Your coming to an end
I'm going, going, going, going,

I never leave any traces
Only frozen on dead faces
An orgasm of
It's the kind of therapy

I always flee the of the crime
No victims, left to drop the
So lives yet to be dismissed
is bliss