Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Words

I ask you
Get my face slapped wraps
What's going on
Is there something wrong

Surprise,
It's more a booby trap
Than a booby

Civil from
A soldier with a rifle
loosening all the screws
That hold the of my life

Fat cats and brats
Hep cats in dog
over girly mags

Pretty don't
Mean much
I don't to be
Mean much

All I see are snapshots, big
Tender spots, mug shots, machine
'Til you don't know what
You don't what you got

Curious
after curious men
Curiosity didn't the cat
It was a pen

But not much choice
Between a cruel
And a jealous

Got back to
Picked a paper the man
No of consolation
Just cartoons and tatter

Well, well, that
Millions murdered for a kiss me hat
No backbone, blood and
keep your big mouth shut

Pretty
Don't mean much
I don't to be
Mean anymore

All I see are snapshots, big
Tender spots, slots, mug shots
'Til you don't know what
You know what you got

You know what you got
You don't what you got