Luyện nghe bài hát Martin

Martin is to you

is a boy with problems
Martin has a history
Martin has too nightmares
He in a fantasy
There's a that he'll take too far
His curiosity

He's seen too many films
He's read too many
Martin sleeps all the lights on
seen too many looks

He out a strange obsession
Tries to resist
But Martin needs his strange
To

He's far too pale and far too
To be a boy
There's shining in his eyes
The things he'd to say
Martin had a lot to live
Growing up in a town

The torch is in the trees
The lust for blood
He's the star of horror movies
But deep he's good

There's an illness running him
That is all the
And though he watches and he
He knows not to blame

The face at the
The hand the bed
has hallucinations
Dreams that dead
He finds the at its worst
he's in bed

Kill Martin, Martin,

He's finding hard to keep
He it won't be long
And his rolls over his dry lips
And the voice on

Martin Martin
Martin Martin
Kill, Martin kill, Martin

Martin Martin
Martin Martin Martin,