Luyện nghe bài hát Graves

Pack rations, pack a watch
Change of clothes and a face
me where your mother lies
We'll dig graves on her sides
And lay inside
And a thousand will set and rise

Our hair up in hers
Fingernails the dirt
Sharing all her blackened
Our blood running her veins
Leaving as we
Our bodies are one and the

'Cause you're trading me for the sum
You try but never be a gentleman
You're trading me for the sum
You try but you only treat the symptoms

you're trading me for the lump sum
You try but I'll be a gentleman
trading me for the lump sum
You try but you only ever treat the