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

Born on the right side of the side
I wear my fucking on my outsides
You can see my heartbeat, it right through
And till the day it stops I'm motherfucking persecute!

single one of you, another loon
I got the devil and coming too
Coming through to straight motherfucking you
gotta die and I'm fucking bulletproof
(I'm bulletproof!)

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

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

Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Now it's your to die
Johnny 3 is 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 then heat the pyre
And of you now is the devil, admire
Everything like a voice in the choir
Telling the truth to you liars
It's the calm down, I know I gotta out
Can't fucking fall down, the mirror says I out
God had a vision and vision is me
And I hold it in my every second that I breathe
So Holy Ghost, me please
I need these needful things
What are these songs that I'll
I see this image when I
So I'm in this and it's the motherfucking thing I got
I'm only fucking Three and you're motherfucking not
I got a motherfucking gun and the motherfucker's
And I'll point it at my head until a motherfucker
So faithless, but he that he could take this
Everything then came so one day he could make this
song for the nameless, the same tricks
Hold up to my hand, I'll show you scripture in these
(They're bulletproof!)

Hold on, 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,

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 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, that has to end
But
back to the crucifix
The will come to pass
Now it's your to die

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