Luyện nghe bài hát I Who Have Nothing

I, I who nothing...
Verse I:
in real time
The unbroken and dimensions of the mind
The tie that
The eternal tie defines
The vanity of my insanity in due
shine
Like the night under the moon
The haunted corners of familiar
Yet i'm
With into thin air
The that this shit is my cross to bear
So
Did I I could run away to see
The that decided to leave without asking me
But we
Decide to for happier tomorrows
And someone so they can be distractions from our sorrow
But my distraction's the books and paper I scrawl in
I'm eloquent as summer breeze and leaves that just fallen
crawled in a corner hoping all of this will end
With the that love is just another word for revenge
I who have but the comfort of my sins
I who have but the comfort of my friends

I, I who have
I, I who no one
I, I who have
I, I who no one
Verse II:
As I decay, prey above me like a vulture
Ability to endure is a high sign of culture
Verbal sculptures, defacing
It is not God or lunacy that I am
But the erasing of the and passion of my words
The herds of cattle babble on talk of the absurd
But I
To walk away all the feuds
To find my life is confusing than a rubics cube
So I'm
In all my of verbal prods
To alone one must be an animal or a God
But official
All of my pain is clear as
The natural side of life has now seeming artificial
But I can hit you
And rest that I'ma last words
I could give a fuck about ya and ya passwords
I get past words and ability to hurt you
Patience is a and knowledge is a commercial
I who have nothing but the pain that referred to
I who nothing but the pain that I've referred to

Verse Ikon
Lost among the miracles, I stand
And have grown into a being that's sitting on top a
I've
For many years that I turn to rust
I find a for another breath
Before my return to
I become one with science and mathematics and the of the sun
I'm
To all of those who blind and see
The chastiser of the
requires duality
Inspect your soul, the color of coal inside the
I have hardly, come across them who's
Send them to the chairmen to control
Burning of the sun and of the cold
The is new but the war is now old
You can see the merest shadow of a halo
Above the head of evil who's deadly like tornado
The world has become an
Full of gaping fish with murderous
I on the hand stand on the outside looking in
down murderous vows
I who have nothing but the of variation
And I who have nothing but and suffocation