Luyện nghe bài hát When It Hits Home

Greed, really no mystery
Where these people from
Is so plain to see
They fist-fuck the planet and
And lick their fingers

Hey, better than all the rest
You're God's special
Intelligence at best

You fist-suck the in style
And your fingers clean
But now you up in a pile of shit
Gone is the

And you scream but no one there
You got to pay your own
dick is sore and you're all alone
Hurts like hell it hits home

Now,
to suck cock in hell
It's really not all bad
Once you get past the

You fist-fucked the and smiled
And your fingers clean
As come and go
You did not make the winning

So you but there's no one there
You got to pay your own
dick is sore and you're all alone
Hurts like when it hits home
When it hits

God's special little creature