Luyện nghe bài hát Killing Birds

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

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

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

As I'm here in front of you
right in front of you
Standing here in front of you killing

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

If I spin a web, I would 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 your eyes would beg but I'm just my job

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

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