Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Ann Thrope

You're so pretty you lie
Love always make me cry
I think you have a choice
There's no truth left in voice

Remember when we to laugh
Just try to all that
Wear my upon your lips
I hope it tastes just like

call me me
Miss Ann
Just me me
Miss Ann

so pretty when you die
Love songs make me cry
I don't you realize
no blue left in your eyes

Remember when we used to
try to forget those things
Fill your hole inside with
I hope that it fucking

call me me
Miss Ann
Just me me
Miss Ann

Just me me
Miss Ann
Just me me
Miss Ann

You have left a of deceit
an flattery
Blasting through my
me in God and poetry

A ritual to mend my heart
A breeding for your untruth
If God man in his own image
Then you

Ashes to ashes, dust to
My hate for you my lust
Bridges to bridges, nothing to me
Welcome world Miss Ann

Ashes to ashes, dust to
My for you defines my lust
to bridges, you're nothing to me
Welcome world Miss Ann

Fuck,
Ann Thrope
Cunt,
Miss Ann