Luyện nghe bài hát Play Me Backwards

You don't have to me backwards
To get the of my verse
You have to die and go to Hell
To the Devil's curse

Well, I thought my life was a
On the family card
all dressed in buttons and bows
And lined up in the

Were the golden of childhood
So lyrical and
Or did the picture start to
On the day I was born

I've them light the candles
I've heard bang the drum
And cried Mama, I'm cold as ice
And I got no to run

Let the begin, there's a pop of skin
And the rush of scarlet
a little boy riding on a goat's head
And a little playing the harlot

There's a sacrifice in an empty
Of sweet baby Rose
And a man in a from Mexico
Is peeling off my

I've them light the candles
I've them bang the drum
And I've cried Mama, I'm as ice
And I got no to run

So, I'm for protection
Smoking out the
Chasing
down the proof

You don't have to me backwards
To get the of my verse
You have to die and go to Hell
To feel the Devil's

I'll before your altar
And tell I know
I've to claim my childhood
At the of baby Rose

I've seen them the candles
I've heard them the drum
seen them light the candles
I've them bang the drum