Luyện nghe bài hát Spill Your Guts

Back again, and there's you can do
I took some time and out your plot
You said that you changed again, but you'll always be the same, just under a different
Hey!
My roots, my rules, my and bruises show it all, but I don't see nothing on you
I know what to do, you better it out too
Who knew? Who Who knew?

It's
Everything hurt's the same
They say there's no room for change, but all these are still made
I'll hold my breath till my head
They'll cram it down your throat
Rip your out of your chest just to make another dollar
No!
I'll spill my on your fucking clothes

Buy a gun, someone, grow up in America
Land of the Well I'm tellin' ya...
Who makes the laws? Abides by the And everything else...
I'll never it out
Wake me up the revolution's started
Don't the bomb, we've gotta stop this
Wake me up when the darkest cloud is
Make way for change, way

Keep kicking, vicious, you're wearing fucking cleats
When the time comes, I'll be standing tall and be looking up at me
You it all for yourself
Yeah, that's fine, go ahead
It goes straight to your head, it goes to your head
Your selfishness, malice,
All in all, and the rest of the is spent in distress
Keep fucking taking it and it, until it's boiled over the edge
And you're half over the fence, looking

Hey!
just cram it down your throat
Rip your heart out of chest just to make another dollar
No!
hold my breath till my head explodes
Hey!
They'll just cram it down your
Rip your eyes out of your and tell you what you're seeing is fashionable
I'll my breath till my head explodes