Luyện nghe bài hát I Am A Machine Gun

It turns my stomach night
like bats in disrupted flight
the idea of ideas and tired points to pierce the
little children lining up and losing all of their

all their time

I don't have the time for my own
when you blink my stay is over
batting long eyelashes, baby save yourself the trouble

And separate from strangling cable
I have won over death
won like an weapon
fingers itching, for my trigger

I am a firearm, a gun

Walk this tired planet, make castles in the tide
I am not my own, so I not call this place my home
I do not to me, and I do not have a care to see
my hands out for wind,
you're reaching out for wind

Counting the days, counting the
counting the to get this far
and looking at nothing, looking back at nothing
and I to look up at your flags laughing
of how sad it is to see you capture butterflies in mason jars

I rip my rib cage open and proclaim, I belong to