Luyện nghe bài hát Lame

Whine, whine,
How can you afford to me those looks
When you pulled the bloody wool
From over your eyes

How can you say things to me
When you haven't pulled the boot of the
Out of mouth?

Tepid morals set
For easy calibration of importance paramount
Marooned a suicidal deal
isolation grease the wheels chameleon

Sliding through social strata and yet you whine
Your conviction is merely
I'm so sick of hearing you whine, up