Luyện nghe bài hát Incident

At 8 the traffic starts to slow
of braking lights and bluish glow
Ascending in a of twisted steel
Shattered glass and dashed upon the wheel

When a car crash you off you've lost your grip
When a fuck is not enough you know you've
When the church is it means you've just been had
the world has gone to seed you're so detached

Got a feeling I want you to be there

by on my way to somewhere else
I fill my lungs with a noxious smell
There is weed and grey concrete this for miles
souls in my rear view mirror hitch a ride for a while

I to be loved