Luyện nghe bài hát Clowns Of Death

I'm the one who preys the weakest
And the weakest preys
the one who's underneath

I'm the one who see
The waves of human
And the that turn the day

I'm the one who
and looks away
Turns and looks

after all, we are only boys
Because after all, we are boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be
be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys

We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be

I'm the one upon
The ones
Those I can find

And there'll be some others
Who could march in line, yeah
March in line

And, we'll move upon the
In a tidal wave
And we'll shout and make noise, yeah
and make some noise

Because after all, we are only
Because all, we are only boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, be boys

We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be
be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys

The clowns of death are on their hideous parade
glaring eyes are filled with hate but I am not afraid
Their painted faces with age, their makeup old and worn
With tattered wings and toothy grins to amplify scorn

They're for the helpless ones
looking for the misbegotten
They prey upon the and fractured
The and the freaks of nature

And when the come upon one lost or is alone
Their smiles get bigger and their noses start to glow
Making snarling to pantomime with furious abandon
And with a scream they pounce to kill and all the they're laughing

I'm the one treads upon the ones
Those that I can
And there'll always be others
Who will march in line

And we'll move upon the
In a massive wave
And we'll shout and make noise, yeah
Shout and some noise

after all, we are only boys
Because after all, we are only
be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be

We'll be boys, be boys, we'll be boys
We'll be boys, we'll be boys, be boys
be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys

The of death are marching on their hideous parade
Their glaring eyes are with hate but I am not afraid
Their painted faces with age, their makeup old and worn
With tattered wings and toothy grins to their scorn

They're looking for the ones
They're for the misbegotten
They prey upon the weak and
The and the freaks of nature

sons and daughters, innocent, lay sleeping in their beds
They'll catch them when you're not and smash their little heads
If you think it just a dream or that it fair
Just look around outside your door, the are everywhere