Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not The Man

It crawls on his back, ever let him be
Stares at the walls until the cinder can breathe
His eyes have gone away, escaping time
He rules a crowded inside his mind

He knows that night his hand
He knows every move he
Late shift, the bell rang, a time card won't fade

10:05 his pulled home
10:05 he his stair
About the time he was accused of being

But I'm not the man
He goes as I wait on the row for the man
To test the rope, slip around my throat and silence me

On the day he was tried, no testified
but evidence, not hard to falsify
His own confession was a prosecutor's
Made up of fear, of rage and of outright

But I'm not the man
He goes free as the candle glows
As they my clothes

As the cries, "Hang him slow!"
And I feel my blood go cold, he free

out the K K K, they're wild after me
And with that frenzied look of half-demented
They'd love to me up my final meal

Who'll read my final and hear my last appeal?
Who this devil's deal?