Luyện nghe bài hát Lungs Like Gallows

I blood to prove to myself
That I can to somebody else
Is makes a man the dirt on his hands?
put your faith in the desert sand

The is always blowing
There are deep inside my lungs
where I hung ambition

Is it luck that's right on my back door?
Because I've breaking mirrors since 1984
I under ladders, I spill salt on sores
And I my umbrella even when I am indoors
Give me seven

I give blood not for the
But to slowly up the person I was
my breath won't help
Everything to hell

So now I back pennies from the well
my wishes failed
I am screaming at my own
To living like a ghost

Is it luck knocking right on my back door?
Because I've been breaking mirrors 1984
I walk under ladders, I salt on sores
And I my umbrella even when I am indoors
me seven more

I don't need her, I'm not desperate
visit me in twenty years and maybe then
'Cause I'm not screaming yet
You can off the intervention
I don't need your attention

Is it luck that's right on my back door?
I've been breaking mirrors since 1984
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on
And I open my umbrella even I am indoors
Give me seven

I don't need her, I'm not that
I don't need her, I'm not desperate