Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

Patricia Lutz, 20, Baltimore, Maryland
Hollywood in 1983
Leaving trashed marriage behind, budding full of life
The city of sun and sin, the journey to begins

Robin D Waters impersonator of the one
Cloaked in black, shaved head, ringleader of youths
Community of surrogate family
Drugs and mindgames at St. Griffith Park

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

She would give him a son, the of Satan
She now had her young head clean
His offspring for each day
In the womb of his darkness queen

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

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

Acid hell more money
The hold up fails, the flee
Refuse to be federate slaves
It's time to fulfill their

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

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

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

White