Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

Patricia Lutz, aged 20, Baltimore,
bound in 1983
Leaving trashed marriage behind, budding full of life
The city of sun and sin, the to hell begins

Robin D impersonator of the homed one
Cloaked in black, shaved head, of misguided youths
Community of surrogate family
Drugs and mindgames at St. Griffith Observatory

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

She would give him a son, the child of
She now had shaved her young clean
His offspring growing for day
In the womb of Patricia his queen

dusted flashed-out wedding
Midnight hour, black magic
One hundred candles lit
By his the hour glass would stop

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

Acid hell money craves
The up fails, the misfits flee
Refuse to be their slaves
It's time to their destiny

St. Griffith Park
hour, a pscychos last stand
The world is for and hell is awaiting
A shiny .38 in a woman's hand

Just one shot, it's all so
All be well just aim at the head
Look the eyes, the eyes of eachother
Just press that trigger and dead

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

Bones