Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Words

I ask you
Get my slapped under wraps
going on precisely
Is there something wrong

Surprise,
It's more like a booby
a booby prize

Civil disobedience
A soldier with a rifle
You're all the screws
That hold the of my life

Fat and army brats
Hep cats in dog
Pawing over girly

Pretty don't
much anymore
I don't to be
Mean anymore

All I see are snapshots, big
spots, mug shots, machine slots
'Til you don't what's what
You don't know you got

women
Running curious men
Curiosity kill the cat
It was a pen

But not much choice
Between a mouth
And a jealous

Got back to
Picked a from the man
No of consolation
Just cartoons and titter

Well, well, fancy
Millions murdered for a me quick hat
No backbone, blood and
Better keep your big shut

words
Don't much anymore
I don't to be
Mean much

All I see are snapshots, big
Tender spots, slots, mug shots
you don't know what's what
You don't what you got

You don't know you got
You don't know you got