Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

You be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on toes, and when you're on the street
You gotta be to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down and out of sight
You gotta strike when the is right without thinking
And after a while, you can work on for style
the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain in the eye, and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people you lie to
So that they turn their backs on you
You'll get the to put the knife in
You gotta keep one eye looking over shoulder
You it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
And in the end you'll pack, fly south
your head in the sand
Just sad old man
All alone and dying of
And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you've sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and to stone
And it's too late to loose the weight you used to to throw around
So a good drown, as you go down alone
Dragged by the stone
I admit that I'm a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being
Gotta awake, gotta try and shake of this creeping malaise
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I my way out of this maze
Deaf, dumb, and blind, you keep on pretending
everyone's expendable and no one had a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do be to isolate the winner
And you believe at heart, a killer
Who was born in a house full of
Who was not to spit in the fan
Who was what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained
Who was with collar and chain
Who was given a seat in the
Who was breaking from the pack
Who was only a at home
Who was down in the end
Who was found on the phone
Who was dragged by the stone