Luyện nghe bài hát The Plot to Bomb the Panhandle

I've to let go
on

Here's a finger
Coming from oca-l-a
I appreciate your
It's that I can't trust a word you say
Those must be some of binoculars
That you see move I make
So never be a liar
But always be two-faced

You'll get coming to you
You're by your instincts
I'm not fucking game
I'm not so easily

I'm looking down at this mess that made
And I can't that I stayed
So for so long
Where did I go
I've got to get out of
My is on the handle
We're everything behind
Goodbye for a

I'll rip that bitch in two
We'll the noise

Try to pretend that I never even your name
'Cause everything you are me
(Too bad I turn back time)
So I be here
What I'd for you to disappear
So me girly how's your edge?

You've got nothing to do
I know why you see straight
I thought you were better this
But you're just like everyone

I'm down at this mess that you've made
And I believe that I stayed
So unhappy for so
did I go wrong?
I've got to get out of
My hand is on the
We're leaving behind
Goodbye for a

I'll my stand
Right here my friends
make my stand
Right with my friends
I'll my stand
Right with my friends
I'll make my
here with my friends
I'll make my
Right here with my

Get low
Now I who my friends are
I'm never home