Luyện nghe bài hát Going Going Gone

A razor and a flick of the wrist
Brass and a willing fist
A big knife and a scream
They do wonders for my

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

you see, all I know to be
Is a madman out on a spree
One I say
I did it all my way
rise to the dawn of the dying age

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

Two things that I can't
Dark nights and an door
I get the and I follow through
I get high like I'm sniffing

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

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

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

I leave any telltale traces
Only fear frozen on faces
An orgasm of
It's the kind of therapy

I always flee the scene of the
No victims, left to drop the
So many lives yet to be
Violence is