Luyện nghe bài hát The Apple Pie and The Knife

Shoulder to
How fast we've
Hand in hand, the fray
No one remembers, the departed
How it all
And who is to
to shoulder
Turned to toe
On and on and on we go
Fated and in a vassalage state
With the slut-shaming we create

After a lifetime of fighting and
and clutching for air
Bent backwards to prove that my backbone
Was there
I got my foot in the
You call me a
I'm not a man
How acts, how many vendettas
Will it take you to want me the way I am?

You want the pie
But I'm the knife, too to swallow
You want the
But I'm the bullet, not the hollow

But I can be myself
And no one
Still they're

She's me bat shit
Those shorts show her
She's proud of
LOOK! proud of herself
She be docile
She should know her
God, I'm sick of her
Instead of a tightrope, it should be a
Instead of a microphone, it be air
Who gives a shit about Susan B. Anthony's fight for
at her hair!

Come on,
Settle
just for show
Why all this nonsense of "who does she she is?"
That cocky bitch steal our husbands

It's a fight to the finish
Little girl, I hate to diminish your
Thank god you got a pretty
Is there any in me
who and what I want to be?

Who have thought that a girl with a dream
Could be such a thing?
Why you so on making a scene?
do you get off on being so mean?
I didn't here to win your approval
I didn't come here for fortune or
I came to up for girls that you've beaten down
Over and over and over and over

This is distressed
She doth protest, "It be like this"
I'm not the
I want to be loved like else
You the apple pie
But I'm the knife too sharp to
You the seen-not-heard
But I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
NOT the hollow