Luyện nghe bài hát Killing Birds

I learned a long ago 'bout a better way of killing
And it means when they die in my hands
Like a strangled heart it made much sense to me
Why I'd to know the best way to do that

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

I've my youth breaking down the walls my father built
Just like he did to his before him
But then I had no home, so I tried to make a one
It looked just like his, so I burned it down
No, there ain't a parade of idiots

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

You have to love the murderer I've become

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

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

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