Luyện nghe bài hát Curse

Three two one, it

Lord help me to believe I've got the
Killed by the world I'm filled of greed
to the touch of my human hand
Can't stand, beaten by a broken old man

Broken men fill a city full of
Broken rooms fill a body full of
I need a other than the sting of sin
I a sweet kiss to syncopate the rut I'm in

I've got a lover, she me in another
A bad thing to bring, a under the covers
She said, cut all that from inside of me
Like something living made a to cease to be

isn't like that, life isn't like this
I have a need to what it is

Have you stopped to see it is to be free
How the world has a giant shopping spree
Lord, me to believe how the word has changed
If it happens enough does it seem the

If it happens to me over and again
Will I cease to all the pain I'm in?
I cease to feel? Will I start to believe?
Will I need nothing more than the air that I

Well, why waste on a living death?
Why bother with another breath?
Why believe, why care, why even feel?
Why try to see the evening meal?

They tell me four billion people are alive
But say that life is sacred anyway
But to see it, no one seems to be living
Oh Lord, what is it that giving?

blind, you're blind
You're from the facts
You're blind, blind
You're blind from the

blind
(Getting in line and time again)
You're blind, you're from the facts
You're
(While nation after nation in peril)
Blind from the

Three two one, it

I felt life like a in the morning
I heard love like a rainstorm on top of an
But I left home to spend the night alone
And then I saw a man asleep on the stone

Was he asleep, dead, maybe dying
I saw in heaven all the angels crying
I saw as I just walked by
I saw as he turned a blind eye

I saw as he kicked the man
And that his friends all laughed or didn't a stand
I inside, put my hand through a wall
I the world that there is suffering and cruelty at all

I cursed myself that there is suffering and in me
That, though my eyes have sight, too full to see
That this would be life, like a job and a
Like a car and a house and a and a knife

Is it freedom to choose is not a choice?
Or is it freedom to what is not a voice?
Is it freedom to one belief
Or do you choose to a live a life of grief?

I can't what I can't believe
That the way of life is to and grieve
'Cause I see living as a in the sun
And the as a place for a kingdom to come

You may say, I had, you may getting in line
and time again, you may say, man this life stinks
I wonder how many people burning in hell
This hour, burning in hell right now
Never thought it was real they lived it?
And are people in the world
That are too for that, oh man, that's foolish

I wonder how many people burning in hell
very hour, burning in hell right now
Never thought it was until they lived it?

This vacillating congress and will do nothing
While after nation stands in peril

You're blind, blind, you're blind

You may say, I had, you may hate in line
Time and time again, you may say, man this life
I wonder how many people today burning in
This very hour, burning in right now
Never it was real until they lived it?
And there are in the world
That are too intellectual for that, oh man, that's