Luyện nghe bài hát Slave To This

Oh, another day, way
Another life, another day, life of existence
Oh, fear, threat and filth, in hate
Slug and grab, trap and take

Another track, meat and ruin
Boarded up and beaten up, roaming the
Have no for a life, a limb, a love
Whose love are you

Mother smiles, smiles
Drink up your like a good little girl
Can't have your coke and it you know

of seeing you bruised and burnt out
Ugly and low, so sick and of
Being sick and of being used and abused
right
(That's right, right, that's right, that's right, that's right)

through the pavement sprawl
Round the late night supermarket, dirt lady
Who you in the chest
Give her all your money, Mr.

All the year round, don't breathe on me
Oh and hi there, Jean
(Night)

Still sticky from you, still from me
(I voices)
Still sticky from you, still sticky me
Smack,

Into grease burger prance
Call me Chico, Chico Puerto Rico
Guilty of another handed sperm murder
Forever the crunch of makeup foot

will you take me
When is all over?
Somewhere where I have to
in the shadows

So and tired of being used and abused
Everyday you set up go to
Floating the ash
In the Pot caf
(That's right, that's right, that's right, right, that's right)

Throwing upon an over-diet of culture
and out, I'm scared for you
For me, for you, no
For me, I got so of reading about the anguish of being
That I ended up without and where will you take me?

will you take me?
Away this hell to be
(Or not to be)
Pull up the vacancy sign in eyes
I've it and I don't like it
I've seen it and I like it

I'm sick and tired of sick and tired
Of being and abused
Hey, is this the last in Sodom?
(That's right, right, that's right)

Sick and
A day of a life of existence
And his is Jesus
(You have never love)
(Till you've the love of God, that's right)

Only God may a way
Where there is no way, that's
Is this the last night in
(You have known love)
(Till you've known the love of God, right)

What a

And they shed a tear
For Jesus Christ when He on the Cross
And they a spike in His side
And hammered a of thorns on His head

a waste