Luyện nghe bài hát Liberty Cabbage

Sometimes I think You're to kill me
with your stars and
and sometimes, your Liberty Cabbage goes dry
but still arms are strong
your blood runs inside me.
Cities of gold, of purple,
Hot dogs and hamburgers eaten on laps,
While you sit and watch them kill me with their stars and
while you sit and watch them kill me with their stars and
and sometimes, your liberty cabbage goes dry
but tears do flow from eyes blue as the pacific
your table cloths as chessboards
And your is wider than the Continental Drift
But why do you,
Why do you sit and let them stone my friends and loved
Sometimes I think you're trying to me
with your stars and
and sometimes, sometimes I you might succeed