Luyện nghe bài hát Spit Sperm

I account of my hits and my misses
The bottle the final call
me with some of your kisses
Turn towards the weeping

Distilled within discipline
Return to go and start
Bleeding on hallowed ground
I'm gonna lay this soul right down in

sperm, spit, spit sperm, spit

Your TV is my
Confessional and
Forgive me, Lord, for all this
I am inebriate

See the gun, it up
All day you'll have good luck
See the gun, let it lie
And you'll want that gun you die

(Spit sperm)
This moral stinking vat
(Spit sperm)
Of lies and empty highs

(Spit sperm)
Bled between these piss lines
(Spit sperm)
And hid behind my glazing

I keep account of my hits and my
The bottle makes the call
me with some of your kisses
Turn towards the weeping

Distilled your discipline
Return to go and start
on your hallowed ground
Lay sodden soul right down

Spit sperm, sperm
Spit sperm, spit

TV is my teacher
Confessional and
Forgive me, Lord, for all this
I simply am

Spit sperm,
sperm, spit

See gun, pick it up
And all day you'll have good luck
See gun, let it lie
You'll want that gun you die