Luyện nghe bài hát Who The Fuck

I stole the bottle of gin from the counter and ran
I knew I'd been
I scarped giggles down the street
And hid 'round a on a side street

I heard him and the sound of his big feet
Against the paving, he was close

As he rounded the
I him up, down the barrel of the gun
And on his expression
Change to one of horror, jerked back the trigger

His body was back
By the of the bullet, his feet flew forward
I saw a bright little rivulet of blood into the air
And I slid the gun into the waistband of my

Who the are you looking at?
Who the are you looking at?
Who the are you looking at?
Who the are you looking at?

Is there really a thing feeling too much?
Can you really escape, numb the

There's a way of saying, a way of saying a
I feel a certain shape and it's
It's not like a or a circle
It's a crystal or a diamond

clean, hard, unfathomable
And it ends in an kiss
It in an augmented
(Demented)

Who the fuck are you at?
Who the fuck are you at?
Who the are you looking at?
Who the are you looking at?

stars are not cool
They're full of guy they call Satan
stuff oozing from their mouths

They wear the of dead soldiers, shot by soldiers
Valium trotting
Squeezing through their raspberry

Sometimes I feel so stupid I quit
Get out of it I hate this world and everyone in it
The fat bald men who run it, the fat men

Who the fuck are you at?
Who the fuck are you at?
Who the are you looking at?
Who the are you looking at?