Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

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

Robin D impersonator of the homed one
Cloaked in black, shaved head, ringleader of misguided
Community of surrogate family
Drugs and at St. Griffith Park Observatory

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

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

dusted flashed-out wedding
Midnight hour, black shop
One hundred candles lit
By his hand the hour would stop

power, thought control
At day time waitress down the place
The home but millions of riddles
At night she'd prostitute herself

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

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

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

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

White