Luyện nghe bài hát Six Barrel Shotgun

I kill you all a 6-barrel shotgun
I kill you all but I you so
I tear my finger the trigger baby
I my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son
Son Sunday's sun shone on me
Son Sunday's sun never on me

You got it bad nothing san you
Don't back you gotta a lot of nerve to
Break your word and it away
You'd give soul
But it's just too too late

I kill myself with a 6-barrel
I kill you all but I you so
I tear my finger from the trigger
I tear my fingers I'm feeling low and son
Son Sunday's sun shone on me
Son Sunday's sun never on me

It's in your skin too quickly
Shut your eyes or they'll you no mercy
It's in love but it don't make it right
It's not my time I've got to be brave
We've shaken and the criminals won
I never it but I'm carryin' on
To the end with an empty
You come when I say, you come I say
Son sun never shone on me
Son Sunday's sun shone on me

You your tongue
But you know you'll never it
Hush your I don't want to remind you
You held my hand you
Couldn't the pressure
yourself 'cause I need some simulation baby

We've hands and the criminals won
I liked it but I'm carryin' on
You never liked it the killin' was done
You when I say, you come when I say run

I kill you all with a 6-barrel
I you all but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger
I tear my fingers I'm feeling low and son
Son Sunday's sun never on me
Son sun never shone on me

Never on me
I never it but I'm carryin' on
You liked it till the killin' was done