Luyện nghe bài hát Pile Driver

You put me in the of sin
Making me a specimen
Of animosity, just to aspire
Leaving absolutely behind

But now it seems that the tables turned
Another dead end, lesson learned
One good turn another
So here it is,

just a semi-automatic hate machine
Semi-automatic machine
hate machine
And gone ballistic [unverified]

me an ax to grind
A made perfect, matter over mind
I've got the urge, I've got the
To clean up this place of your

If cleanliness is to Godliness
Then that make you the devil
Call it what you will, a preemptive
But the first law of is to defend one's life

You're just a semi-automatic hate
Semi-automatic machine
Semi-automatic machine
And gone ballistic

Mine eyes seen the glory
Mine have seen the glory
Grapes of wrath, grapes of

You're a semi-automatic hate machine
hate machine
Semi-automatic hate
And I've gone ballistic and you're a statistic