Luyện nghe bài hát Shotgun Wedding

She wasn't born in that I'm told
Well of where she was
Well of where she'd end up in what position
Dressed in red down on her
She'd done this sort of before
Choking back on this disease dressed to

To die for
To die for
To die for
To die for

Her pretty hides the demons inside
The kind that her in her sleep
She was found face down in that
Her skirt up
Dressed in red on her knees
done this sort of thing before

Make up the tears down her face
The prints left on her throat
He hits her she'd ask for
He her she'd ask for

Just, a little
She lost, a little
She lost, a slut
She

Her pretty face hides the demons
The kind haunt her in her sleep
She was found face down in that
Her skirt up