Luyện nghe bài hát Crow

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

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

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

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

It was so sweet you brought donuts to the junkies
Hey, you'd give us something we'd go into our coffee
And we'd start reading lines from poems that matter
You covered me with in the Chelsea Hotel lobby
And I'd reaching for the scar along your belly
They'd start taking us 'cause winning is hobby

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