Luyện nghe bài hát I Am A Machine Gun

It turns my stomach every
like scattering bats in disrupted
the idea of ideas and tired to pierce the skin
children lining up and losing all of their time

Losing all time

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

And separate from this cable
I won victory over death
won like an automatic
fingers itching, for my trigger

I am a firearm, a gun

Walk tired planet, make sand 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,
like reaching out for wind

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

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