Luyện nghe bài hát Thanks for Nothing

Serve my head on a
Pulp my heart ill will
I did you
Let to lust you, to be

Thanks for fucking

my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill
a mystique, turn to spent air
Killed it

for fucking nothing
Scrap the depths to something
Thanks for fucking
Drained my all, then the bombshell

True, we were not
Our every spliced
Though you rushed in and took a

Three words
This crossed all divides
a shift in protective focus
Three flouted

end, I should've clicked
A cut-out
A of the harmony
Of which we about

I don't despise or
But I just know your
Walk out and move along
And leap before you

Thanks for nothing