Luyện nghe bài hát The Tribute To Manila

a blue neon on the tower
is shining over streets
where are standing and selling
their breakable dolls
she she is twelve years old
and her name is
on her left
are some small to see
beutiful faces and the call of the
40 dolars for a life without
when the is abating
and a sober through her body creeps
she has the to set her body
that crawling skin free
so cuts at her arms
a fast cut with the razor
empty eyes look and depressed
glow in the eyes of nameless
but ghostly white are still waiting
blow up forever the fat old
I wish to a voice that shouts
they should be sent hell
they should be to the sword

oh arlene cut yourself
no more
no to death no
no cuts