Luyện nghe bài hát Crow

It must be strange to just fall from the
And a bone that is so close to the brain
And be attended to by so many down
I saw a doctor tie you up so far above
And you start singing just light through a black floor
You start sliding burned skin to a side door

But Crow, when you yourself under
hard when you can't lose control
They don't know, to them in the dark you whisper nothing
And they're all gonna try and rip the from your soul

It must been hard to be a cashier in a bookstore
And to be surrounded by the history of true loves
And you'd get naked between deep in the back room
And have your brain get tan by sharp fluorescent tubes
And you start spinning like the in the temple
You'd start screaming just Sister Aimee Semple

But Crow, when you yourself under
The streets are hard when you lose control
don't know, to them in the dark don't whisper nothing
And they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your Crow

It was so sweet when you brought donuts to the
Hey, you'd give us something go slip into our coffee
And we'd start reading lines poems that didn't matter
You covered me with blankets in the Hotel lobby
And I'd start reaching for the scar your belly
They'd start us 'cause winning is their hobby

But Crow, when you yourself under
The streets are when you cannot lose control
don't know, to them in the dark don't whisper nothing
And they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your soul