Luyện nghe bài hát You Should Be Ashamed Of Myself

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

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

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

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

When you can't tear eyes away
'Coz she's got such a face
And a filthy mind

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

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

And our mothers sleep with dreams
Our fathers built the pyramid
Nothing is ever what it
But it for you 'coz it works for me

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