Luyện nghe bài hát A Crack In Melancholy Time

I lean on the fence and you squat in the and we wait till
the stream dry.
Though you don't see the sense and we solve the riddle,
it's how time flies.
And we hear the children calling. We agree that appalling
but it's best to keep on stalling. me out.
Now bloood on my hands and I'm wearing a muzzle so I'll
look the other way. I'll place my in the sand and let the
rest solve the puzzle. I'll think about just who's to cos
I hear the children and I see the virus creeping.
is repeating. Count me out.
Now there's chains my neck and my head's in the oven and
the crowd kicks at my door. And you're leading the under
wraps, undercover cos you need to win war.
You picked up your and kissed it with your black volcanic
lipstick. Now I'm your statistic...count me out.