Luyện nghe bài hát Lost

Eat your inners, choke on tongue
Rip off your flesh, be
eyes, drown in your spit
Self-loathing son of a bitch - it
Who needs friends when I've got these
And I know the trouble stems
Who thinks it's all set to
This is not the

Punch the numbers, push the
life living... Escape
Punch the numbers, the button
Keep living... Escape

When justice meets
much to ascertain
After the is pulled...
Fools... All learn it the way

(Amputate/Dismember)
Lost (Tank and train tracks)

Pull Hair out, eat poison
Jump from window
Scratch your out, fall down stairs
Just die though
Who needs friends I've got these meds
And I know the trouble stems
Who thinks all set to fail?
is not the case

Concern is not your
Shovel to the back, to the back of head
Stare down this frozen
Nothing to fear,
Nothing!

(Amputate/Dismember)