Luyện nghe bài hát She Looked Like She Owed Death Money

She stalked into the place, a silence after
Her cried out in sunken grace
going to be my victim
You could tell that she had been around the and back again
A Grizabella with sin
No ever loved her
Ah Ah

She picked the weak one the herd,
a broken in mourning
Summoned him a word
A siren with no
Zombie steps, he to her
Sucked dry purr
Slapped back the black
goner to the ruin

And the men let go their
Removed their hands from their necks
and a sigh (ah ah)
One brave broke the silence
With a voice shot a gun
He "Holy Jesus, Mother Mary
She like she owed death money"
She looked she owed death money
She looked like she owed money
She like she owed death money
Nothing hurts worse than the cold
But listen to me if you to grow old
Nothing's worth the you pay for her
And she's waiting at the
She's

turned to see who spoke
A by the fire
Gnarled hand reached to the
and them "come closer"
my tale and hear me well
That hound come straight from hell
and me there for 50 years
and is all's left over
Ah Ah

Now he leaned creaking age
His face caught in the
Gasps of horror filled the air upon his hollow
Just a skull with skin thin
A sallow skeleton
An echoed from within
Wrenched back his and howled
Ah Ah

As the gin screeching
The wind the door
and sent the screaming men the night (ah ah)
They ran until hearts gave out
Collapsed into the and muttered
"what the hell did we just see?
He like he owed death...
he like he owed death money"

he looked he owed death money
he looked he owed death money
he looked like he owed death
ah ah ah ah

She's at the bottom...

she looked like he owed death
she looked like he owed money
she looked like he owed death
Never to of this again
you want to line up next to him
Nothing hurts than feeling the cold
But there's no going back when your soul's sold
And waiting at the bottom
She's waiting at the