Luyện nghe bài hát Throwing Stones

So me a bitch in heat
And call you a liar
And we'll throw stones until dead

you go again you cut me off from talkin'
You bask in the glory, the of the circle
All the think you're a comedian
So kind and but I am suffering

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

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

You're the and I'm the puppet
You manipulate me your real Catholic shit
Every time I try to talk it
You turn it around and make it suffer David and Goliath

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

Now you call me a bitch in
And Ill call you a
And well throw stones were dead

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

Oh Mama, I know life was this hard
Oh Mama, my has been tarred

My vision, dulled and darkened
I keep away to you
I fuck my sorrow
And my crown upon the ground

Its you I hope for, us I for
Me, that I was wrong
But now my is my best friend
Be careful, I may your head off

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

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