Luyện nghe bài hát Hair-Trigger

That sweet redhead's
Got her hooks in my
She points her
And she shows me I lack

Her pale skin, it so hot
In the air
She paints the a shade of gray
Around my chair, so on in

Her on my skin
And her on my fingers
Her is on my mind
It constantly

'Til I can her
I can believe her
'Til I can her
I can leave her

Every is a little sickening
I can feel death's fingers
my passageways
If you can't count the
Start counting

Try to that she hates you
And though she elate you
She to kill the great
in you now

And happening to the fate
awaits you now
And despite her
It's not too

I wrote a love song
To praise everything I
And were wanting the chorus line
And my picture's frame

She run shit for right now
But be damned if it's forever and always
As the line fades away
Like in high school, always

Oh, I got feeling
And things will never ever, ever be the
will never be the same

What about those rainy nights in
What about the crippling desert
about all those times
You swore you'd never me?

about the hospital in LA?
It took me [Incomprehensible] the night
What about blackened image in my mind?
I I burn with a new light

What about frozen, dripping, holiday burn?
That's cold, cold, cold, cold, cold,
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold as ice