Luyện nghe bài hát Shhhhhh! I'm Listening To Reason

Break out the
There's cloaked in sheepskin
And we are the at bay

Put her to bed with the big ones and well them at the door
The soon was a vagabond and we dressed him for the prom
And now the chorus sings filth
As the next will transform

Show me a hotshot son of a bitch
Who licks his lips caked glory
And ghosts in fine suits will go dancing contracts in their hands
Ill say 'Goddamn'

The smoke and will clear and then
We cant surely lead them to dooms
Yeah, of course we can, yeah, of we can
them shit till theyre full in their bellies

Theyll love the taste even more the feeling
And if build that tower it will fall down
Just like the time

It's not the same, it's not the

Look at them starving while indulging in
And now laying in

us all up, we are surely not worthy
And is nothing left to believe so theyll believe what they see
us all up, we are surely not worthy
And there is nothing left to believe so believe what they see

The ballroom is alive with torn bodies stone
The ballroom is alive with bodies under stone