Luyện nghe bài hát Product Of The Past

[Music and Chris Lykins]

The sun is down, the go on
A and concrete hell
The beast aroused, begins to
Aware of smell
He perfume in the air
Sees in the dust
Woman's blood upon the
A victim of his

He can't resist call
His night will be their
to have them all
A of the past
at an early age
A scared and child
revenge on womanhood
Makes mother's wrath mild
Every night tortured
No one there to
of society
Trapped inside his

[Repeat

[1st solo:
solo: Chris]

Something more than
Yet something than man
Striking fear in hearts
A sick and twisted
every unlit street
Searching for his
to compassion
Now is his way

chorus]