Luyện nghe bài hát N. Y. Stars

The is empty in our eyeball store
All we got left, a few and sores
The faggot mimic machine never had an
impossible, they self destruct on fear
On a standard N.Y. night ghouls go to see their so 'stars'
A fairly stupid thing, to pay five bucks for a rate imitation

say ' I'm so empty, no surface, no depth
Oh please, can't I be you, your so great.'
Like new buildings, square, tall and the
Sorry, Miss Stupid, you know it was a game
I'm just for them to hurry up and die
It's really getting to here
me N.Y. stars

Contributions all the same
We need new store
Remember, very good at games