Luyện nghe bài hát Killing

Birds are circling
They're called to a waiting glove
Oh, why don't they fly

Surely have guessed by now
There is no gun to shoot them
And still they for what they say

Are we killing them with
Are we for the life?
them with thoughts
Can we get enough?

them, are we killing
Killing single feeling?
a trained response

Birds are circling
They're called to a waiting glove
sordid game, it fears my name

I have some false gods
I run to like Pavlovs dogs
To my shame, it fanned the flame

Are we killing with lies?
Are we for the life?
Killing with thoughts
Can we never get

them, are we killing
Killing every feeling?
a trained response

We're all to reset to die, to die
We're all preset to to die
We're all preset to to die

told me once
Beat 'til they start to get used to it
thing, theyre lining up

Are we it?
Are we it?
Are we it?
Are we it?

Are we it?
Are we it?
Are we it?
Are we