Luyện nghe bài hát When I Was A Little Girl

Another F I fret
Another cocky
Another look from a passerby

porn and lunatics
All the things make me sick
suicide from a sad rock star

So get the out of my face
And disappear without a
You annoying little
I'll reach into my bag of

And then I'll pull out a hand
Your machoism away
But I not pull out the pin
that's mean!

With judgment day not far
You're sniffing all your days
I don't who to blame
Is it me or is it

Violent and viruses
And lack there-of of
shitty song on the radio
go!

I'll kick the teeth out of face
I the cat, there's no more chase
You push on me. I'll you back
So on girls, let's go attack

Don't look at me, I've had my
find yourself inside a pill
But I will not out my gun
I don't have one!

Why you let me be?
Said, Why you just let me be?
Why can't you let me be?
Why you just let me be?
Why you let me?