Luyện nghe bài hát So unimpressed but so in awe

Such a saint but a whore
So self so full of shit
So indecisive so
I'm contemplating thinking thinking
It's so frustrated get another drink in
me come undone

They're selling
Blades and mirrors in the
Pray that when I'm coming down be asleep
If I ever hurt you your will be so sweet
I'm scum
And I'm son
I come
I come

So rock and roll so suit
So ugly so damn cute
So trained so animal
So need love so fuck you all
I'm not of drin I just don't want to
If I stopped lying I'd disappoint you
I undone

So write another
Mix it on a
it on a Thursday
It's a song
Do interview
a bunch of lies
Tell celebrities that I despise
And sign love
We love songs
So
So

They're selling
Blades and mirrors in the
Pray that when I'm coming you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt your revenge be so sweet
Because I'm
And I'm son
I've come
I've undone
I've come
I've undone
I am
your son

You've gotta love my sad song my song
My sad song my love
My sad my love song