Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

Patricia Lutz, 20, Baltimore, Maryland
Hollywood bound in
Leaving trashed behind, budding happy full of life
The city of sun and sin, the journey to begins

Robin D Waters of the homed one
Cloaked in black, shaved head, ringleader of misguided
Community of surrogate family
Drugs and at St. Griffith Park Observatory

He had made his choice, was the one
He took her by her and led her down
His hell, caught in his command
Lutz took death by its cold hand

She would give him a son, the of Satan
She now had her young head clean
His offspring for each day
In the womb of Patricia his queen

Angel dusted wedding
Midnight hour, magic shop
One hundred candles lit
By his hand the hour would stop

Psycho power, control
At day time waitress the coffee place
The letters home but millions of
At night time she'd herself

Acid more money craves
The up fails, the misfits flee
Refuse to be their federate
time to fulfill their destiny

St. Griffith Park
Midnight hour, a last stand
The world is for fools and is awaiting
A shiny .38 in a fragile hand

Just one shot, all so easy
All will be just aim at the head
Look the eyes, the eyes of eachother
Just that trigger and you're dead

Six would pass, a Sunday came
Sun bleached laid to rest

White