Luyện nghe bài hát You Should Be Ashamed Of Myself

Welcome to the end of the
Where everyone reeks of stale smoke, dirty
Stop me if heard this one
The ransom's over, where's my cut, cut, cut,

Skewered on an flame
I bought you off the spit, for me
Paws and knees around the switchblade gash
all born fresh but now we rot, rot, rot, rot

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

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

When you tear your eyes away
'Coz she's got such a face
And a filthy fucking

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

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

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

You just had a taste
Of how the life could be
If you could just leave behind