Luyện nghe bài hát I Know Where You Sleep

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

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

You can lie to the papers, you can hide the press
You can it on stage, you can crawl from your cage
You can search and destroy, you can kill and 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 wall in the
you got what you wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that you
I know where you

I know the illness behind the you create
I know the tedious need to turn all you love hate
You poor paranoid
Is it just me or do you enjoy it?

You can lie to the papers, you can from the press
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 tainted flesh, I know your soul
I each trick you played, whore you laid, dream you stole

I know the bed in the in the wall in the house
Where you got what you and ruined it all
I know the secrets you keep
I know where you sleep, sleep, sleep,

You play the victim very
You build yourself indulgent
You someone to understand you
Well, be careful what you wish for I do

got a fancy turn of phrase
You set your trap, you 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 from the press
You can lie to the papers, you can hide from the
Fake, crawl, search,

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

I know the sickening thoughts that slither 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 from your
You can search and destroy, you can kill and on it
I know your tainted flesh, I know filthy soul
I know each trick you' played, whore you laid, you stole

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

I know the bed in the room in the wall in the
Where you got what you and ruined it
I the secrets that you keep
I where you sleep

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