Luyện nghe bài hát Good Mourning...black Friday

Good

Hey, I don't feel so
not right
Something's coming me
What the is this?

Killer, intruder, man
If you see me coming, run as as you can
A blood thirsty demon who's the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of

thirsty demon, sinister fiend
Bludgeonous slaughters, my deeds

My hammer's a cold piece of steel
I grin while you write with the that I deal
Swinging the hammer, I hack their heads
Deviant defilers, you're to be dead

I my hammer with sadistic intent
Pounding, surrounding, through your head, yeah

Their bodies convulse, in agony and
I mangle their faces, till no remain
A for the butchering, I cut them to shreds
First take out the organs, then cut off the

The remains of now sop under my feet
One more bloody massacre, the complete

I seek to dismember, a fiend
And, blood are my way of getting clean
I lurk in the alleys, for the kill
I have no remorse for the blood I spill

A merciless who lives underground
I'm out to destroy you and I cut you down, cut you down

I see you and I'm waiting for Friday

Killer, intruder, man
If you see me coming, run as as you can
A blood thirsty who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of

Blood thirsty demon, fiend
Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil
A merciless who lives underground
I'm out to destroy you and I cut you down

It's Friday, paint the devil on the wall
It's Black Friday, the devil on the wall
It's Black Friday, paint the on the wall
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