Luyện nghe bài hát Lost

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

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

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

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

Pull your out, eat poison
from that window
Scratch your eyes out, fall stairs
fucking die though
Who needs friends when got these meds
And I know the trouble stems
Who thinks it's all set to
is not the case

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

(Amputate/Dismember)