Luyện nghe bài hát Hair-Trigger

That sweet little
Got her hooks in my
She points her
And she shows me I lack

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

Her heartbreak on my
And her on my fingers
Her taste is on my
It lingers

I can breathe her
'Til I can her
I can breathe her
'Til I can her

Every kiss is a sickening
I can feel death's quickening
Tightening my
If you can't the years
counting down

Try to that she hates you
And though she might you
She tries to kill the
in you now

And happening to the fate
That you now
And despite her
not too late

I a goddamn love song
To praise I hate
And kids wanting the chorus line
And assailed my frame

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

Oh, I got this
And things will ever, ever be the same
Things will be the same

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

about the hospital in LA?
It took me through the night
What that blackened image in my mind?
I swear I burn a new light

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