Luyện nghe bài hát Traps And Tricks And Such

The cops in city are making a problem.
this pulse,
And their conscience.
Oh Oh, Oh Oh
Run the fields,
Burn the fields,
Blaze the fields,
And feel all the you can steal.
Comforting and mirrors beside them
Are converting the to worship my poison.
Hey Hey, Hey Hey
Run the fields,
through the fields,
Blaze the fields,
And steal all the you can feel.
intangibles and pink plastic capsules;
You'd never know how far he'd go he's gone.
Taking that razor to sharpen teeth and...
fingers, goddamn!
fingers, woah!
Three fingers roll, and ten to go.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Ten babies sitting on keys,
little infant has one for me?
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!
All I want to do is kiss your neck and see how body sweats.
Oh honey, scream my name!
Please, Please,
Just take razor and cut out those teeth 'til...
fingers, goddamn!
fingers, woah!
Three fingers roll, and ten to go.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Ten babies sitting on keys,
Which infant has one for me?
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!
to the wild, wild East!
I want to go to the below to see if I can find a stranger to hold.
I'm a big word, and I attack.
I want to find a that can't be seen;
It will be all the of the birds and bees.
a big word, heart attack.
Rabbit and and Whinnie The Pooh,
old Owl and Eeyore too,
Their cake is with vengeance.
Christopher Robin won't how to stop them...
So many problems and no to solve them.
a big word, so attack.
Picture me sailing the blue ceilings:
Skies at our wedding, and seas you're leaving.
I hope the will fit.
wounds fit my tongue like my hand in a glove.
Don't you spill milk when push comes to shove.
a big word, so attack.
I want to go to the below,
See if I can a shadow to hold,
it's nothing.
I want to be the boy that can't be
I'm just to envious of her and bees.
She's too damn cute: I attack.
What the is the deal, I just can't make any sense.
These are pretentious and affected at best.
And I'm full of it, but I can't now.
I'm so of writing about girls I don't know.
"The ink starts to run my blood gets too cold."
These are my weak attempts.
So me smiling on top such tall buildings;
Such tragic for bad luck, bad timings.
I they let me slip.
I get so fed up my own selfish self.
I keep bluffing away on shitty hands that I am -
romantic, but it's cheap.