Luyện nghe bài hát Burn Fetish

Teeth on the skin
The greatest trick the devil ever was convincing me that I was him
We like to feel the blood and fat dripping off our
She to talk directly down the barrel of her gun
Learning to perfect the ancient art of quiet
You've been so warm and calculated I owe you a thanks
Eyes wide shut, I not to fall awake
Lick the and tell you how the gasoline tastes.
The grass is always greener on the pesticide
solemn precious through the mess to shed it's infectious high
for me to know and you to find
Guilty, the almighty adrenaline,
an underwhelming thrill.
Where there's a will a wake,
me at the stake,
Who the am I trying to fool?
I'm a I feel so fake.
One last goodbye before I my .45
Shoot a hole in the sky, rip it
And inside.

Empathy is the poor man's
And love is just a chemical by any other
I like the way pheromones make me sleepy
This far away I still smell you me (2x)

Tie me down 'till my sweet sour
I screwed up to squeeze 65 minutes from an hour
Outnumbered by such a amount
No why we lost the battle, the counter-culture can't count.
Welcome to my private
There's no one to fight now enjoy
I'd rather than ask for help
I wish I was else.
Mr. Perfect,
Lead the way, through
Probably me, I do too
You're so like me I feel sorry for you.
But I think pretty, pretty sure
You profit you will get hurt,
I eat my they taste like dirt.
I'm only ashamed I know what it's worth.
Find my comfort, blame
Shove my pride back my face
My habits waking up at least once a day,
Balance barefoot on a heaven's just a jump away.

is the poor man's cocaine
And love is a chemical by any other name
I like the way your make me sleepy
This far away I smell you inside me (2x)