Luyện nghe bài hát You Should Be Ashamed Of Myself

Welcome to the end of the
Where everyone of stale smoke, dirty jokes
me if you've heard this one
The ransom's over, my cut, cut, cut, cut?

Skewered on an open
I you off the spit, pose for me
and knees trace around the switchblade gash
We're all born but now we rot, rot, rot, rot

I'm the bastard kid of a dead beat
You're just what I to bring me down
I've got enough strength for one round
Is that good for you? Well, it's for me, baby

I'm the son of a bitch you need
To alive your losing streak
I've got one trick up my sleeve
Does that work for you? Well, it for me, baby

When you tear your eyes away
'Coz got such a pretty face
And a filthy mind

And I wait outside the gates
But I won't leave till you show me on the inside
Well, I can't this lack of sleep
It feasts on me till you show me what's on the

I'm the bastard kid of a dead town
You're what I need to bring me down
I've got enough strength for one round
Is good for you? Well, it's good for me, baby

And our mothers sleep lottery dreams
Our fathers built the pyramid
Nothing is ever it seems
But it works for you it works for me

You just had yourself a
Of how sweet the could be
If you could just leave behind