Luyện nghe bài hát Throwing Stones

So call me a in heat
And I'll you a liar
And we'll throw stones we're dead

There you go you cut me off from talkin'
You in the glory, the center of the circle
All the friends you're a comedian
So and generous but I am suffering

from here, I wanna be
Away from here, from here
Away every little thing
Every little thing, I used to your
Every little, little thing

Now you me a bitch in heat
And Ill call you a
And well throw stones until we're

You're the puppeteer and I'm the
You me with your real Catholic shit
Every time I try to it through
You turn it around and make it like David and Goliath

Away from here, I be
from here, away from here
Away from little thing
Every little thing, I used to love
Every little, every thing

Now you me a bitch in heat
And Ill you a liar
And well stones until were dead

Your arms beneath me, lying inside me
I used to love your every little, little thing
Your eyes stars, your hand in my purse
And now I hate your little, everything all day

Oh Mama, I didn't know life was this
Oh Mama, my has been tarred

My vision, dulled and darkened
I keep myself to you
I my sorrow humbly
And throw my upon the ground

Its you I hope for, us I for
Me, that I believed was
But now my anger is my friend
Be careful, I may bite your off

So me a bitch in heat
And Ill you a liar
And well throw until were dead

So call me a bitch in
And Ill you a liar
And well throw stones until dead