Luyện nghe bài hát Cutsman

What's that? (Fire the gods)
I know.
glove...

THAT BASTARD,
with his and vile forms of play
hacking shaving mutilating
all that before him,
all that in his way.

Coming around the stairs.
wood cracks my feet,
my hand across the rail
collecting on my finger tips.
I into a dark room
the smell of wet stone of years
then there was a bubonic retard's empty stare...

LITTLE MAN
HALF THE THAT I AM
SCISSORS ON HIS
SCCCIIISSSOOORRRRSSSSS ON HIS HEAD!

Little man
-born a soul
without that of reason-
the took control.
android man-
born a heart
if he's in your he'll cut you apart!

he comes
bring it
it's a game
Don't back he's right behind
and here's your of mind.

(cut cut cut cut
cut cut CUT CUUTT!
CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT!
CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT!
CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT!
CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT!)

little man,
born without a
without the of reason
the took control!
android man,
born without a
if hes in your
cut you apart.
Counting it down until your counts on his fingers..
1 2 3 4
LITTLE MAN
NEVER- - NEVER TRUST A
LITTLE MAN
CUT CUT CUT CUT CUT

jeez, I the power glove. It's so bad...