Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Slow

I can feel an invitation down my neck
There's a bunch of angels cringing while the fool picks up the
loaded like a cannon, like a pocket full of pay
Don't you point that thing at me, I will not gratify
Go slow, slow
I will not be into
Slow, dead
I eat bigger for breakfast than you
We're driving the graveyard, lift your feet and hold your breath
No, you're much too busy your own little death
But I have not been listening to a single you've said
No, I'm much too busy at the traffic sign ahead
I'm an empty temple
On long and chequered trip
a little reverence
And show you, how to worship here
there'll be necklaces of sudden, shining pearls
I will turn myself around in them and lose the living
But today is not the day to build on your sea
No, I won't go swimming in your pool of
Possibility,