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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Can't you see, my
What you create is greater great
It's beautiful and
Go tell the friend who doubts your
Hey, toss my salad

Their pollution is a one night stand
A closet ballad
Compose the theme, compose the
That seems to haunt the sultan's

Yes truth is a lie, a sickly sober sky
Don't you lay down your spear and die
Oh small fry, fry
Crime of the century, know it meant to me
They'll us what they can never be

So hate me, but I am in your
I am in your heart, pulling it

All those magazines and stifled
Whose teething is outdated
minuscule minds of clay
In need of chiseling
war's been reinstated

So spit a wad in the face of their flawless race
And all they've
I believe, believe, believe, believe, believe
The web they weave

They can't you silent now
Or the violence out
I'm disavowed,
I'm proud to shun their how

The begat the lamb
And now it's in his
I'm reeling from a feeling that banned
Our last stand

I am in your
(Burning up a hole)
I am in your
(Burning up a hole)
Pulling it

Hallelujah, lost
Hallelujah, love
Hallelujah, lost

I've got an wallet and a record cover
The stage hot and worn an aging lover
So I a comet of verbal vomit
Sacrilegious of Christ or
full of piss and they'll never stop it
Come on, come on, come on, on, come on

And the kindly ones
The ever blinded
We stand and you now
We not run

Crime of the century, know it meant to me
Just you wait and just you and see
Where your life leads

I am in heart
(Burning up a hole)
I am in your
(Burning up a hole)
Pulling it
(Burning up a hole)