Luyện nghe bài hát Lost My Touch

Streets of burnt-out shells, jobs
A temporary spell in hell and it
It throbs like hell in divine comedy
It won't sell and that's a
But I know my way I can get there alone
The day I you they can feed me to the lions
can stop trying to get it started
Its heart is gone, its for the last time
It's past time it's mean time held in-between time
It's like Halloween

I owe you anything
Now I'm out of
Now I've lost my
Please don't anything
passing hour
Overcomes too
I don't owe you

There's a weaker weaker in the other
A weaker of my own voice
mechanically and electronically
A symphony of frequencies
A slithering a pound of flesh
Caught in the mesh of
A deluxe de-essed it you guessed it
I'm

I owe you anything
Now lost my power
Now I'm out of
Please don't touch
Every hour
Overcomes too
I don't owe you
Now I've lost my
Now I'm out of

you would you could you could
Could you good back on the street
Your feet get cold too old you've been told
You sold your soul
It's not worth anything out here
Not the earth you're standing on
Earth earth hurt sweet mother earth
What are you

I don't owe you
Now I'm out of
Now I've lost my
don't touch anything
Every hour
All becomes too
I owe you anything
Now I've lost my
Now I'm out of
I owe you anything, ah
don't touch anything, ah
I owe you anything, ah
I owe you anything, ah ah
Please touch anything, ah ah

Then he his name is Ray
He was a dominating, woman-hating S.O.B
1 2 3 That's how it's gonna be
Everything is
If you need to
If you to eat
the air, once free
You now pay a fee
You now pay a far if you air
It's not fair
Fair enough, it's tough
It's tough to get and you laugh
You but you can't get the staff
Hold onto the
my craft
It's finished, kaput
It's over, finito
Fred
Gone for a song like old Kong
Gone for a