Luyện nghe bài hát Pray (Put 'Em in the Dirt)

Born on the side of the wrong side
I wear my insides on my outsides
You can see my heartbeat, it beats through
And till the day it stops I'm gonna persecute!

Every one of you, another loon
I got the devil and he's too
Coming through to straight motherfucking you
Someone's die and I'm fucking bulletproof
(I'm bulletproof!)

Let me tell you a story, it's a little kid
Who never really understood of anything he did
He had a chest of heart and a body full of stars
In a broke down house on a broken
And he was strengthless, but he lived all the hurt
'Cause every time he did he knew he got what he
Had to hold up to the fire even if he had to
Then the pain became the only way he could ever learn
So faithless, but he that he could take this
Everything came apart so one day he could make this
song for the nameless, the same tricks
Hold up to my hand, I'll you scripture in these pages
(They're bulletproof!)

on, hold tight, it's not your turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, there's not always
Hold on, hold tight, it's not your to die yet
So long, goodnight, goodnight,

Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Now it's turn to die
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!

Feel the fire heat the pyre
And of you now is the devil, admire
ends like a voice in the choir
Telling the to you motherfucking liars
the calm down, I know I gotta hold out
Can't fall down, the mirror says I sold out
God had a vision and that is me
And I hold it in my every second that I breathe
So Holy Ghost, hold me
I need these needful things
What are these songs I'll need?
I see this image I dream
So I'm in this and it's the motherfucking thing I got
'Cause I'm fucking Three and you're motherfucking not
I got a motherfucking gun and the motherfucker's
And I'll point it at my head a motherfucker drops
So faithless, but he knew he could take this
Everything then came apart so one day he could this
This song for the nameless, the same
Hold up to my hand, I'll show you scripture in these
(They're bulletproof!)

on, hold tight, it's not your turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, there's not always
Hold on, tight, it's not your turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, goodnight,

3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Now it's your to die
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!

men lead lives in quiet desperation
Eventually, desperation has to end
But
Head back to the
The will come to pass
Now your time to die

Put you in the dirt, put you in the
Now it's your to die
Put you in the dirt, put you in the dirt, put you in the
Now it's turn to die