Luyện nghe bài hát 18 Bullet Holes

18 holes in the body of a priest
They say he was eating a hot dog the ammunition was released.
They say he was always fat and lazy but he was an nice guy.
That's just one more death to show you you never know when gonna die.
You might be the beast

Sometimes, God, I feel I'm living in a bone grinding mill
And every time I hear the sound I can barely still
It's a thing I quite make out sometimes but it seems to keep getting louder-
One more body from the valley of the dry bones getting ground up into
Your holy will

Oh, God, it so bad to love anybody down here
Why You come and help me out?
Cause I can't see clear

The funny thing the way a girl gets destroyed
About the way that deal down
Is that everybody pretty much sees it at the sister
From all the way across
And she isn't blinded, she isn't always far astray
She just not be thinking, she might be having a bad day
But you choose, you choose, and when you drown, you drown

Last night I dreamed that You me into Yourself
And I was on the sea inside
When I landed on the shore, I saw all these people that I had died
I hadn't seen some of them for
had left without a single word
And when I said something to them, not a single one of them had

They were all looking right through everything like it even there
were full of anger, some full of fear
And I recognized that something very sad
But beautiful was happening right here
They were all caught outside standing alone in a very rain
And when a landed on my tongue
I need You to explain
That these Your tears

Oh, God, it hurts so bad to love down here
Oh, right, You know so well
One thorny crown, three nails, and a
One crown, three nails, and a spear