Luyện nghe bài hát Skeletal History

Oh, an is not a vein
No history can tell, my skeleton tell
Why some moths draw to a surgeon's drill
And blood hits to marrow

The snake's eating through her and
Her that won me over
DeGama breached lofty reach
left his bones upon the beach, left there to bleach

Rose breaks in my
Pullin' nickels through the stem too much has took a
crawls low along the ceilings
And all is quiet, but I listening
to kill me

Oh, she left, you missed her
Go on home, the sex is closed
Cracked too dry to drink
At least the sand is
Wish the sea drown the freeway

Instead, girls stare in wonder
can't walk with fallen soldiers
Used by cops who fucked inside abandoned houses
Go on fast before the catches the bastard

Draggin' the chain down, down,
Who'll say it, me
No one else is here, on
Nothin' to believe is to be blissed, on

Who's low, you said
Whether veins, the to be
or bad, the death of me
Just make it

Oh, who knows my
Can't anyone admit the that they infected her
She said, the sun was gonna burn and
My blood, Godspeed, God her
Farewell, honey,

No, sun'll move her
No, in amen or hallelujah
are for the dead left over
The breach never to reach that sandy

baby girl's gone under
To their own grave buried in
Underneath abandoned houses
Sidewalks and streets, and streets

Though my skeleton won't
Some see
Why draw to surgeon's drills
And shots hit the marrow