Luyện nghe bài hát Tongue-Splitter

Psycho once claimed
I had acute
Well, I only said a couple
And he his diagnosis

He I could say whatever I want
Because I never this
So I spat, grinned, then I at him
And I blew him a cold kiss behind

just when I let a bottom be dead
Never too if it's the truth or a lie

I'm not asking for your
Oh woe, is me
I'm not sleep pathetically
While so poetically

But I'm waning, alphabetically
As I dropping bombs, dropping bombs
bombs apologetically

It was a wicked
plagued night
When my tongue grew
And took to

The thought had never
My mind that moment
Is the truth so bent, it can't be

got the best of me
And had a with the rest of me
And said if is all that's left for me
there's so little room for regret

Little voice, little
voice inside my head
Said if you don't regret
you might as well be dead
Might as well be
Might as well be

So I apologize,
To the of my guys
Who stand me
On the stage night

As the mic to whisper
And the words start to in my mouth
That I aren't right

I gotta get to who I was
Before my last ten on auto-pilot

It's the mask that quite
Starts to eat your face
So wear it lightly a cap
That can be replaced

I get back to who I was
Before my last ten years on

So tell me again how my
Should have been before I was
Before I in

'Cause thinks it's timeless
Well, running out
One I'll never regret is
I shed my face