Luyện nghe bài hát I Know Where You Sleep

I know the sickening thoughts slither around your head
I the gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bed
me if you can
Go on and fool me like your fan

I know the arrogant that poisons the truth you hear
I know the bigoted tongue tears away all your fear
Pontificate you star
Go on and show me who you are

You can lie to the papers, you can hide from the
You can fake it on stage, you can from your cage
You can search and destroy, you can and depend on it
I know your flesh, I know your filthy soul
I know trick you played, whore you laid, dream you stole

I know the bed in the in the wall in the house
you got what you wanted and ruined it all
I the secrets that you keep
I know where you

I know the illness behind the you create
I know the tedious need to turn all you into hate
You pathetic paranoid
Is it me or do you secretly enjoy it?

You can lie to the papers, you can hide from the
You can it on stage, you can crawl from your cage
You can and destroy, you can kill and depend on it
I know your flesh, I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you played, whore you laid, you stole

I know the bed in the room in the in the house
Where you got you wanted and ruined it all
I know the that you keep
I where you sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep

You play the victim well
You yourself indulgent hell
You wanted to understand you
Well, be what you wish for because I do

got a fancy turn of phrase
You set trap, you made your plays
so fond of games, you must never lose
Funny how the only one in bed is you

You can lie to the papers, you can hide the press
You can lie to the papers, you can hide from the
You can lie to the papers, you can hide from the
Fake, crawl, search,

Oh my God, oh my God, I you
I can live it down, I can never live it down
God save the queen, I you
I can live it down, I can never live it down
Oh, oh, I you, I can never live it down
I can never live it down, I can never live it

I know the sickening that slither around your head
I know the gluttonous guilt that buried me in bed

You can lie to the papers, you can hide the press
You can fake it on stage, you can run your cage
You can search and destroy, you can and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh, I know your filthy
I know each trick played, whore you laid, dream you stole

I know the bed in the room in the in the house
Where you got you wanted and ruined it
I know the bed in the room in the in the house
Where you got what you and ruined it

I know the bed in the room in the in the house
Where you got what you wanted and it
I the secrets that you keep
I know you sleep

I'm wishing you the best of luck and by the way poetry sucks
I'm wishing you the of luck and by the way your poetry sucks
I'm wishing you the of luck and by the way your poetry sucks
I'm you the best of luck and by the way