Luyện nghe bài hát I Know Where You Sleep

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

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

You can lie to the papers, you can from the press
You can fake it on stage, you can crawl your cage
You can and destroy, you can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh, I your filthy 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 where you sleep

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

You can lie to the papers, you can from the press
You can fake it on stage, you can crawl 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, dream you

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

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

got a fancy turn of phrase
You set your trap, you made your
You're so fond of games, you must lose
how the only one in your bed is you

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

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

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 from the
You can fake it on stage, you can run from your
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, you laid, dream you stole

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

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

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