Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

Patricia Lutz, 20, Baltimore, Maryland
Hollywood bound in
Leaving trashed marriage behind, budding full of life
The city of sun and sin, the journey to hell

D Waters impersonator of the homed one
Cloaked in black, shaved head, ringleader of misguided
Community of misfits family
Drugs and mindgames at St. Griffith Observatory

He had made his choice, was the one
He her by her hand and led her down
His hell, caught in his command
Patricia Lutz death by its cold hand

She would give him a son, the child of
She now had her young head clean
His growing for each day
In the of Patricia his darkness queen

Angel dusted wedding
Midnight hour, magic shop
One hundred candles lit
By his hand the hour would stop

Psycho power, control
At day time down the coffee place
The letters home but of riddles
At night she'd prostitute herself

Acid hell money craves
The hold up fails, the misfits
Refuse to be their federate
It's time to their destiny

St. Griffith Park
Midnight hour, a pscychos stand
The is for fools and hell is awaiting
A shiny .38 in a fragile hand

one shot, it's all so easy
All will be well aim at the head
Look into the eyes, the of eachother
Just press that and you're dead

Six years would pass, a came
Sun skulls laid to rest

White