Luyện nghe bài hát The Center Bullet

Dead shot the temple
In the heard the preacher screech
I bored you full of Lucretia
Saw you crease up in a
As if you swallowed own poison
Followed as you crawled up to the
I watched the tabernacle
Bawling in a of sacramental wine
You laced it but it tastes just to me
Yes a good year
Let's hear it now for
Let's hear it now for old '89
Let's it now for good old '89
We our seats
We watched them up a chicken
Kept on
As they kicked the chair
They fed it
We on staring sickened sordid
As you pulled another
From my and fired
Count to
Count to
Count to
I caught it in my
I licked it
I it
I it struck a match
I flew a dozen stories to my stool behind a
I'm small but big enough
But I'm big enough to send a bullet through head
A bullet the center of your head
send a bullet through the center of your head
Center
Rent a
A bullet through the of your head
A bullet through the center of head
Center
a bullet