Luyện nghe bài hát A Crack In Melancholy Time

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