Luyện nghe bài hát Locked In The Trunk Of A Car

They don't how old I am,
found armor in my belly
From the century
Conquistador, I
They know how old I am,
They found in my belly
out of machine revving tension
Lashing out at machine revving
Rushing by the machine tension

broke out the backside of a truck-stop
The end of a a real, rainbow-likening, luck stop
Where you could say I became fucked up
Put ten bucks in just to get the topped up

Then I found a it's dark and it's rotted
It's a cool, sweet place
Where the coppers won't it
And I the map, I even thought I forgot it,
However, everyday I'm dumping the

It'd be better for us if you understand
It'd be better for me if you don't

I found a place it's dark and it's rotted
It's a cool, kinda place
Where the coppers won't it
And I the map that I'd carefully dotted,
However, everyday I'm dumping the

be better for us if you don't understand
It'd be better for us if you understand
be better for me if you don't understand

Let me out
Let me out

Let me out
Let me out

Let me out