Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

Yo, girl
Can you hear It's playing our song
Are you Take a nap
You're not afraid of the Are you?

You the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep
I knock on Dakota's door, its locked so I go to
'Round the back, with binoculars, not I wanna peep
But because I'm hungry, she smells tacos I wanna eat

Visions of hot marshmallows, all so sweet
With plums, oh look, here comes Marshall, he's on your street
He's placing hot, smoldering charcoals beneath your
Now on 'em, he's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek

a Thanksgiving turkey, a holiday ham
Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry jam
my favorite graham crackers with JonBent Ramsey
I guess a day Jack the Ripper is all that I am

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you keep me
(My box)
And when we're apart, you mean the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I answer
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep
(My box)
I hear my music box, playing a for me
(My box)
So when she around and do a whirl for me
(My box)
you be my private little dancer?
(My box)

I look comatose, who wants to be sober? Gross!
I foam a doberman, mouth open, I overdose
Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I my nose
My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged, I

I put on my mother's make-up, get naked, and run
Wavin' the gun around, I I'm down to a hundred pounds
There's thunder, I how come it rains but the sun is out?
The devil's upset with his wife, must be sluggin' it out

I must be buggin' the out, but what the fuck about?
Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my
pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box
Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do? It's

I pick it and it, but it's stuffed full of human parts
I dig 'til I find it, I wind it up, and the just starts
Its playing a song, so and the room is dark
The moon is full, I smell a funeral, I'll loom in the park

(My box)
'Cause when the are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
But I can you, my love, you keep calling me
(My box)
And when we're worlds apart, you the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I answer
(My box)

(My box)
when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep
(My box)
I hear my music box, a song for me
(My box)
So she twirls around and do a whirl for me
(My box)
Won't you be my private little
(My box)

I'm fixated on asphyxiating and this little chick's
Neck like a pixie stick the Satan worshippin'
Bitches get horse-whippin's, I'm in the
Through the door, slippin' through the crack leavin' the corpse drippin'

The mortician of love, sent from above
And treat 'em all when cheat them all, stingy become
Been doin' this for more a quarter century, I'm just numb
Am I dreamin', is it Someone pinch me on the buns

The time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me the
I've had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, at her
climb in, slowly shatter her brain matter and batter her
With the bat, a matter of fact that will her

But I do that, I'll have a chat to flatter her
Give her two compliments, back-to-back,
"Tabatha, I'm secret admirer, I'm back to ravish ya"
So strong is your fight, but your no for Dracula

Prolonging her plight, as I go to stabbin' her
Dismember her limbs, simple as that, her
Zoom in with the lens, then pan back, the
Stand back, 'cause here comes man Jack, so Pamela

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls
(My box)
But I can hear you, my love, you calling me
(My box)
And when we're worlds apart, you the world to me
(My box)
So if you call, I come, I answer
(My box)

(My box)
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls
(My box)
I hear my box, playing a song for me
(My box)
So when she twirls around and do a for me
(My box)
you be my private little dancer?
(My box)