Luyện nghe bài hát Luci In The Sky With Demons

I'll spread me open, to my ribs
Are all your in abortion cribs
You run roaches, and you try to die
I your poison, in our space we'll lie
To an obscene god we will and spit
The skin is thin, in our we sit
We take off our and we kneel
Our scabbed knees are so to heal
a little boy hole
For people
I want to be me
I want to fear, no
got a scarecrow
Got to let the grow
A man can't always reap he sows
(Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime,
I'll be your devil if you'll you're mine)
Leave to be ultra-here
The chill of is always crawling near
Spiders in the
Never know smell
The barbers know secrets
They will never
(Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime,
I'll be devil if you'll admit you're mine)