Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Ann Thrope

You're so pretty you lie
songs always make me cry
I don't you have a choice
There's no truth left in your

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

call me me
Miss Ann
call me me
Miss Ann

so pretty when you die
Love songs make me cry
I think you realize
There's no blue in your eyes

Remember we used to sing
Just try to forget those
your hole inside with dirt
I hope that it hurts

Just me me
Ann Thrope
Just me me
Miss Ann

call me me
Miss Ann
Just me me
Miss Ann

You have a trail of deceit
an flattery
Blasting my wounds
me in God and poetry

A to mend my angry heart
A breeding ground for untruth
If God created man in his own
Then you

Ashes to ashes, dust to
My for you defines my lust
Bridges to bridges, you're to me
world Miss Ann Thrope

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

Fuck,
Miss Ann
Cunt,
Ann Thrope