Luyện nghe bài hát Curse

Three two one, it

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

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

got a lover, she clothes 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Three two one, it

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

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

I saw another as he the man
And that his all laughed or didn't take a stand
I burned inside, put my through a wall
I cursed the world that there is and cruelty at all

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

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

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

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

I wonder how many people today in hell
This very hour, in hell right now
Never thought it was real until lived it?

This vacillating congress sits and do nothing
While nation after nation stands in

You're blind, blind, you're blind

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