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

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

Every single one of you, another
I got the and he's coming too
Coming through to straight bury you
Someone's gotta die and I'm bulletproof
(I'm bulletproof!)

Let me tell you a story, about a little kid
Who really understood much of anything he did
He had a chest of heart and a body full of stars
In a broke down on a broken boulevard
And he was strengthless, but he through all the hurt
'Cause every time he did he he got what he deserved
Had to hold up to the fire if he had to burn
Then the became the only way that he could ever learn
So faithless, but he knew that he could take
then came apart so one day he could make this
This song for the nameless, the same
Hold up to my hand, I'll show you scripture in pages
(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!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Now your turn 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 fire then heat the
And each of you now is the devil,
Everything ends like a in the choir
Telling the to you motherfucking liars
It's the 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 it in my heart every second that I breathe
So Ghost, hold me please
I don't need these things
What are these songs that need?
I see this image when I
So I'm in and it's the only motherfucking thing I got
'Cause I'm only Three and you're motherfucking not
I got a motherfucking gun and the cocked
And I'll point it at my head a motherfucker drops
So faithless, but he knew that he could this
Everything then came apart so one day he could this
This song for the nameless, the same
Hold up to my hand, show you scripture in these pages
(They're bulletproof!)

Hold on, hold tight, not your turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, not always tomorrow
Hold on, hold tight, it's not 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
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!

Most men lead lives in desperation
Eventually, desperation has to end
But
Head back to the
The will come to pass
Now it's 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