Luyện nghe bài hát Williamsburg

Hold own jacket, please
I'm not in the
Millions of under the ground
This city was a for hell

Passed out, at your party
Dream of in the morning
You all die in Williamsburg

Too hip to even clean your out
Your grave is pulling at your now
You all die in Williamsburg

Bored watching the rats
Eat all food, at least you'll be used to
The place be soon
This was a blueprint for hell

out, sleeping at your party
Dream of in the morning
You will all die in

Too hip to even clean nose out
Your grave is pulling at your now
You will all die in

Do you know how obvious you
You born in New Hampshire but you say you're from the O.C.
Brooklyn is a death bed for clones of the kids
Stuck in a party was lame to begin with
Yeah, yeah, to begin with

At least you'll be to
The place be
city was a blueprint for hell

Passed out, sleeping at your
of leaving in the morning
You all die in Williamsburg

Too hip to even clean nose out
grave is pulling at your pants now
You will all die in

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
You all die