Luyện nghe bài hát I Feel A Death Coming On

I see it in the women, the coldness in eyes
So in their minds, so predictable in desire
I see it in the bosses whose hands hold lives
So stupid in promotion of old boys, and liars

And I a death coming on

The job I do is boring, they all me anyway
The are long, the nights are just an alcoholic haze
The weekends come and go, different, nothing new
I smoke because I need to and I drink because there's else to do

Somebody fucks it up with a knife in the back or a bullet in the guts
One opens, another one shuts, somebody always f***s it up

People I'm crazy but I'm gonna make 'em pay
Let 'em laugh for now, the tears soon be hear to stay
A is all I asked but heads stay buried in the sand
out in a blaze of glory, that's the only thing they'll understand