Luyện nghe bài hát I Know Where You Sleep

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

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

You can lie to the papers, you can hide the press
You can fake it on stage, you can 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 trick you 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 all
I the secrets that you keep
I know where you

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

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 and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh, I know your soul
I know 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 where you sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep

You the victim very well
You build yourself hell
You wanted to understand you
Well, be careful you wish for because I do

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

You can lie to the papers, you can from 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 live it down, I can never live it down
Oh, oh, I fucked you, I can never it down
I can never live it down, I can live it down

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

You can lie to the papers, you can hide from the
You can fake it on stage, you can run from cage
You can and destroy, you can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh, I 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
you got what 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
you got what you wanted and ruined it
I know the secrets that you
I where 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 best of luck and by the way your poetry
I'm wishing you the best of and by the way