Luyện nghe bài hát I Who Have Nothing

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

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

Verse III:
Lost among the miracles, I alone
And grown into a being that's sitting on top a throne
I've
For many years that I turn to rust
I find a for another breath
Before my to dust
I one with science and mathematics and the rising of the sun
I'm
To all of who blind and cannot see
The chastiser of the
requires duality
Inspect soul, the color of coal inside the body
I have hardly, come across them holy
Send to the chairmen to control thee
Burning of the sun and frigidness of the
The is new but the war is now old
You can never see the merest of a halo
Above the of evil djin who's deadly like tornado
The has become an aquarium
Full of gaping fish murderous smiles
I on the other hand on the outside looking in
Writing down vows
I who nothing but the lack of variation
And I who nothing but chains and suffocation