Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not The Man

It crawls on his back, won't let him be
Stares at the walls until the blocks can breathe
His eyes have away, escaping over time
He rules a crowded inside his mind

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

10:05 his truck home
10:05 he his stair
About the time he was of being there

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

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

But I'm not the man
He goes free as the vigil glows
As burn my clothes

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

Call out the K K K, wild after me
And with frenzied look of half-demented zeal
They'd love to serve me up my meal

read my final rite and hear my last appeal?
Who struck devil's deal?