Luyện nghe bài hát Cutsman

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

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

Coming down the stairs.
wood cracks my feet,
my hand slips the rail
collecting dust on my tips.
I came a dark room
the smell of wet of many years
then was a bubonic retard's blank empty stare...

ANDROID MAN
HALF THE THAT I AM
SCISSORS ON HIS
ON HIS FUCKING HEAD!

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

he comes
bring it
just a game
Don't look back he's right
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 a soul
the voice of reason
the took control!
android man,
born without a
if hes in your
cut you apart.
Counting it down your death counts on his fingers..
1 2 3 4
ANDROID MAN
NEVER- NEVER - TRUST A
LITTLE MAN
CUT CUT CUT CUT

I love the glove. It's so bad...