Luyện nghe bài hát Trash Flavored Trash

I've
twenty-two years in zoo of broken faces.
Parents, and school children watch me sit on this nest, naked.

a girl in a cage,
making to a switchblade.
There's a man bars,
abandoned cars.
There's a in shackles,
building out of bibles.
And piano wire and the men in the pines.
That round, and round, and round, and round, and round.

(come on, on!)
Take me to the pit of pregancies.
(come on, come on, on!)
I wear the skin of a magazine baby.
(come on, on!)
me to the pit of celebrity pregancies
(come on, come on, on!)
the five o'clock is a fucking fantasy.

I stole the rice from the beggar's bowl
in this zoo of faces.
I a widow that she was beautiful,
when of her smile was missing.
And I've all my addition;
gun plus gun equals bang bang.
And done my division;
trash into equals trash flavored trash.

I wanna see more places
(Around, around, around, around, around)
Take me to the hall of faces
(Around, around, around, around, around)

There's a behind chicken wire coughing up ghosts.
There's a housewife in a cage, vacuums all day.
There's a boy in a speaking in resumes.
And the teeth-heads with no
on the carousel that spin
round and round and round and and round.

and, I've my admission.
and, I've my submission.
and, I've the petition.
and, I've my addition.
and, I've my division.
yeah, done my division.
I've my division;
trash into trash equals trash trash.