Luyện nghe bài hát Killing Birds

I learned a long ago 'bout a way of killing birds
And it means when they die in my hands
Like a strangled heart it never made sense to me
Why I'd need to know the way to do that

But you have to love the I've become
As I'm standing here in of you
Standing right in of you
Standing here in front of you killing

I've spent my youth down the walls my father built
Just like he did to his father him
But then I had no home, so I to make a better one
It looked just like his, so I it down again
No, there a long parade of idiots

As I'm standing in front of you
Standing right in of you
Standing in front of you killing birds

You don't to love the murderer I've become

If I could spin a web, I sit and wait for you
I wouldn't a stone, I'd just poison you and tie you up
And you would be a bird, a crescent one
And eyes would beg but I'm just doing my job

here in front of you
Standing right in of you
here in front of you
Standing in front of you

Standing here in of you
Standing in front of you
Standing here in of you killing birds