Luyện nghe bài hát Lungs Like Gallows

I blood to prove to myself
That I can matter to somebody
Is makes a man the dirt on his hands?
Don't put your faith in the desert

The wind is always
There are gallows deep my lungs
where I hung ambition

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

I give not for the cause
But to slowly up the person I was
Holding my breath won't
went to hell

So now I steal back pennies from the
Because my failed
I am screaming at my own
To stop living like a

Is it luck that's knocking right on my door?
Because I've been breaking mirrors 1984
I walk ladders, I spill salt on sores
And I open my umbrella even I am indoors
Give me more

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

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

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