Luyện nghe bài hát Deaths Diary

On monday I a flower
it in my hand
Covered it in
And I threw it on the
On wasted it tried to root
But upon the sand

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

On I took a bird
pain to hear it sing
I it with petrol
And oiled it's little
I the breeze
As I threw it to the

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

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

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

On thursday I a woman
Heavy with a
My old friend had paid a visit
Had stayed a while
In a back I touched her
With a and a smile

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

On friday I took a
Cursed it a plague
Powdered crystals, pipes
To and to enslave
And a row of needles
Lines the route onto the

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

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

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

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

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

Now as I my diary
And I've made my final
I away the ashes
And I stoke the smoking
I've no distinction pain and joy
No line twixt love and

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