Luyện nghe bài hát Crow

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

But Crow, when you throw under
Singing's hard when you can't control
They don't know, to them in the dark you don't whisper
And they're all try and rip the wind from your soul

It must have been hard to be a in a bookstore
And to be by the history of your 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 like the pillars in the temple
start screaming just like Sister Aimee Semple

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

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

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