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

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

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

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

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

Theyll the taste even more than the feeling
And if they that tower it will fall down
like the last time

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

Look at starving while indulging in nothing
And now laying in

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

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