Luyện nghe bài hát Like A Train Through A Pigeon

Avarice and stubbornness - converge stupidity.
In two we begotten our desserts and transform.
As we become for the earth and for the rats.
I never forget a face and this time I'm taking - this time I'm...
Screech and pop of this shell would have provided escape for the fortunate.
The fortunate I am not, as I lived for hours.
My dying image, my are ripped
and picked away by my "comrades" and figuratively,
the teeth goes the tongue.
I am willing to die for my fair share and for my I have died.
If I before I die, there'll be hell to pay.
But for my share, I'm left in half, so I I'm fucked.
and pop of this hollow shell would have provided escape for the fortunate.
There were never signs of slowing as it ripped right through me.
If I could die before my children eat me,
and figuratively,
the go through the tongue.
Am I or just waking up?
Am I or just waking up?
I'm in half. Mass Spree.
If we all could die before our children eat us.
Like a train a pigeon.
I'm now with empathy.
If we all could just die before our eat us.
A failure to move will result in death.