Luyện nghe bài hát I Am A Machine Gun

It turns my stomach night
like scattering in disrupted flight
the idea of ideas and points to pierce the skin
little children up and losing all of their time

Losing all their

I don't the time for my own lifetime
when you blink my stay here is
batting those long eyelashes, baby save the trouble

And from this strangling cable
I have won over death
won like an automatic
fingers itching, itching for my

I am a firearm, a gun

Walk this tired planet, sand castles in the tide
I am not my own, so I not call this place my home
I do not belong to me, and I do not have a 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 back at nothing, back at nothing
and I to look up at your flags laughing
thinking of how sad it is to see you capture butterflies in jars

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