Luyện nghe bài hát Crow Iii

"He can't get away by the time
He gets in front of the
be a good boy", said man one
At a before five o'clock

He through the basement
"Yes or no?", man two
Bantering humor dry in his
"Is there more than she gave you?"

Questioned man three as a growing
across his eyes, "No"
The surrounds constitutes a classic climate
happens to now everyone in the room

You feel traces, a sound
to the time of your life
Standstill, panic
the bells of a empty houses
Someone answers and you

by committed you say
"I no guillotine"
The girl from the doorway in her rasping voice
"What he is in the house"
The words there for a moment

forward she plucked
She the ashes from his cigarette
And said nobody could understand
Nobody understand, nobody could understand

One of irritation
You back, "Why me?"
The vantage above the street
Can be

Falling back to a odyssey
A track of thunder tower lust of decomposed
I am, I am, I am, I am