Luyện nghe bài hát A Singer Must Die

Now the courtroom is but who will confess
Is it true you betrayed us? The is, yes
Then me the list of the crimes that are mine
I will ask for the mercy that you love to

And all the go moist and the judge has no choice
A singer die for the lie in his voice
And I you, I thank you for doing your duty
You keepers of truth, you of beauty

Your was right, my vision was wrong
I'm sorry for smudging the air with my
Oh, the it is thick, my defences are hid
In the clothes of a man I would like to

In the furs of his leather, the of his eyes
Where I have to go begging in disguise
Oh, good night, good night, my after night
My after night, after night, after night, after night, after night

So save me a place in the grave
those who took money for the pleasure we gave
With those ready, with those who are dressed
So you could lay down your head on their breast, yes
And the ladies gone moist, and the has no choice
A singer die for the lie in his voice