Luyện nghe bài hát Hair-Trigger

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

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

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

'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 quickening
Tightening my
If you count the years
Start down

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

And she's happening to the
That you now
And her words
It's not too

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

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

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

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

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

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