Luyện nghe bài hát Rats [Explicit]

Well Mrs.
I
Fix me up something quick
I've been a bad little boy and I I'm getting sick
Sick to the
to the flesh
Better put on my Sunday's
I've a bad little boy... little boy

I've got a dirty dirty dirty dirty little secret
And I'm not not not sure that I keep it
So we feed ourselves lies to submit to the
Cause we just dance under our pretty perfect halos

Everyone's got a
What's yours? yours?
Don't be shy, I'll never it

Oh Mrs.
If I
Lock me up and my wrists
You've been a bad little girl... girl
Close eyes and listen close
I know how much you love it
If you you lose your turn
So shut mouth before I fuck it
Everyone's got a
me all about yours
Love. Hate.
Oh how we play the
Cold
No of self-control

Love. Hate.
Unsure to or play
soul
Now out of control

are red, and my heart is black
We creep about the floor to indulge like
Enraptured, we walk to our obsession
Cause the roles that we play are paved with intentions

Mrs. Pharmacist... if you insist

I've got a dirty dirty dirty dirty little secret
And I'm not not not sure that I keep it
So we feed ourselves lies to to the shadows
And I just wanna shake you by little perfect fucking halo
got a secret
What's yours? What's
Don't be shy, never repeat it.