Luyện nghe bài hát Locked In The Trunk Of A Car

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

Morning broke out the backside of a
The end of a line a real, rainbow-likening, stop
Where you could say I became chronologically up
Put ten in just to get the tank topped up

I found a place it's dark and it's rotted
It's a cool, kinda place
Where the won't spot it
And I the map, I even thought I forgot it,
However, I'm dumping the body

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

Then I a place it's dark and it's rotted
It's a cool, sweet kinda
Where the coppers spot it
And I the map that I'd carefully dotted,
However, everyday I'm dumping the

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

Let me out
Let me out

Let me out
Let me out

Let me out