Luyện nghe bài hát Petrol & Anaestetic

I am granade, you are a metal
I throw myself at you, but I not break
You are the bloody boot pressed into my
You are the that they don't care

Let me steal the show, please, he's got nothing but
He's got the up his sleeves
The kings are at
Let me steal the show, please, got nothing but sleaze
got the cards up his sleeves
The kings are at

petrol on my clothes
Anaestetic in my
away the words I wrote
I declare my have won

Darling look, oh, we're in such a
And got my heart trapped in a masochistic check
This right now is where you load toyr gun
For when my is turned I guess that you have won

Let me steal the show, please, he's got but sleaze
He's got the cards up his
The kings are at
Let me the show, please, he's got nothing but sleaze
He's got the up his sleeves
The kings are at

Pour petrol on my
in my gums
Throw away the I wrote

That switch in your bedroom hides everything you do
has another
Your bedside lamp is your friend

Pour petrol on my
That switch in bedroom that hides everything you do
has another
Your bedside lamp is your best

I declare my have won
I declare my demons won