Luyện nghe bài hát Working On Wood

You came crashing my life
You to work on a holy strife
for whites and your disciples
A bunch of fools all the rules

You are filled with and it must come out
your mouth is closed, you don't scream and shout
Communication is not in
You want to this with a nice fight

I'm working on wood, is understood?
Trying to anything in his childhood
I'm my time, I'll never get inside
Through fucking thick skull

To fight is way of speaking
Well, let me send you my
Congratulations to the fool
Dropping off school, think so cool

And maybe reach the stars
Freedom of speech has you to go far
But I guess fame will end up dead
And you'll so lonely with your shaved head

You everything you need
Compassion, and the air that you breathe
If there was a God, pray for you
You hate me, that's okay I hate you too

You hate everything you
Compassion, love, even the air you
If there was a God, I'll for you
You hate me, that's okay 'cause I you too

I you too
I hate you too
I you too
I you too