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 will all die in

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

again watching the rats
Eat all your food, at least you'll be to
The place you'll be
This city was a blueprint for

Passed out, sleeping at party
Dream of leaving in the
You all die in Williamsburg

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

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

At you'll be used to
The you'll be
This city was a blueprint for

Passed out, sleeping at your
of leaving 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

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
You all die