Luyện nghe bài hát Said The Spider To The Fly

(Entry one, I still hear the boots in the hallway)

I your head.
I your wicked parts.
I to wring out your evil thoughts.
I want to eat out bitter heart.
I want your soul to sing six harmony
Of all the pigs that might me.
I know you're sick and I'm telling everyone everything.
So scratch it on the wall of coffin on your sick day home:
"And when your lover loves to cheat there's another you can
a short pier, it's a long walk home"
You gotta me where it hurts,
There's a beast and a
Kicking, on your bathroom floor.
This is your this is your life and
When I'm it's over just a little bit more.

Good die all the time,
So God bless heart, vengeance is mine.
"Kiss me like you mean goodbye," the spider to the fly.
All those times you thought that you wrong, you were right.

So if I fight the good will hairlines recede?
Will lines deepen in face to a look of defeat?
I feel the end is near my little Monday whore,
My little Saturday night became a remorse.
And all over America,
God bless the game heathens.
is your life, this is your life,
And at last my good we are even.
I know I'll never lose an arm, never stay up at the phone.
If I ever rot up with don't you bury me and leave,
Don't you me in the ground alone.
You gotta show me where it hurts, never me to burn,
chop me up and throw me to sea.
You'll have to find the words they come out spilling unrehearsed,
But you and I will find that peace.