Luyện nghe bài hát Deaths Diary

On monday I took a
Dried it in my
Covered it in
And I it on the land
On wasted ground it to root
But upon the sand

And there's room in my for you, my friend
And room in my diary for you

On tuesday I a bird
Such pain to hear it
I it with petrol
And oiled little wings
I the breeze
As I it to the wind

And there's in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my for you

On I took a man
He please help me die
For he lay in and suffering
It made his loved cry
I can be and gentle
In the of an eye

And there's room in my diary for you, my
And room in my diary for you

On thursday I took a
with a child
My old friend had paid a visit
Had stayed a while
In a back street I her
a wire and a smile

And there's room in my for you, my friend
And room in my diary for you

On friday I took a
Cursed it with a
Powdered crystals, smoking
To crush and to
And a row of needles
Lines the onto the grave

And there's room in my diary for you, my
And there's room in my for you

On I took a country
Praying for the
throats and swollen lips
Without a grain
And I wiped out
And I'd do it all

And there's room in my diary for you, my
And room in my diary for you

On sunday I took the
A I did employ
Seven days to life
And one day to
Every woman man
Every and boy

And there's room in my for you, my friend
And there's in my diary for you

Now as I my diary
And I've made my final
I blow away the
And I stoke the grate
I've no distinction between and joy
No line twixt and hate

There's no room in my diary for you, my
There's no in my diary for you