Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Frowns

Bent at the knees, a resort
and made things worse
Once on the bus, it was possible
be the jail house queen

Jury and judge were to hang
You the sweat from brow
He his shoulders, nothing would work
It had to end now

I can't drive
Counting your frowns

Focusing in, a must
Trying to make each one
All on your fingers at ten
keyed in now

Jury and judge were screaming to
You the sweat from brow
He his shoulders, nothing would work
It had to end now

I drive straight
Counting fake frowns
I can't drive
Counting your frowns

We keep your interest now
In pixels and sound
We can't keep interest now
Increasing pixels and

Jury and judge were to hang
You spat the sweat brow
He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would
It had to end