Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Sings Why The Caged I Know

It's the bird, it must have been the
critter, it must
We should have known better then to
This disease infested of lust and carnage
Piece of with wings and she has the guts to sing
Get the bird, catch her shoot her, I care
Get the bird, bring her to the ground from out the air
tear her apart, let me at her first
Sink her to the level of the of us that inherit the earth

she thinking? does she really believe
That shes above the creatures that work the and the streets
See her up in the tree, looking at you and me
Like she's chosen over those who walk around on two
The bird, the melodys she
The music she make, rubbing our faces in the feces of the
Trying to remind us, its time to
Antaganizing and my hate
The chirps, I them into screams
My feathered friends end will the means
Disturbed, I'll grab her by her
And swing her in circles untill too dizzy to speak

I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest
Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for
(she's a snake that can fly) she's food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me just she's free?
I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her
her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast
(she's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the
She thinks she's then me just because she's free?

My beautiful has gone away [x12]