Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

Patricia Lutz, aged 20, Baltimore,
Hollywood in 1983
trashed marriage behind, budding happy full of life
The of sun and sin, the journey to hell begins

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

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

She would give him a son, the child of
She now had shaved her young clean
His offspring growing for day
In the womb of Patricia his darkness

Angel dusted flashed-out
Midnight hour, magic shop
One hundred black lit
By his hand the hour glass would

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

hell more money craves
The up fails, the misfits flee
to be their federate slaves
It's time to their destiny

St. Griffith Observatory
Midnight hour, a pscychos last
The world is for and hell is awaiting
A shiny .38 in a woman's hand

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

Six would pass, a Sunday came
Sun bleached skulls laid to

White