Luyện nghe bài hát Lungs Like Gallows

I give blood to prove to
That I can matter to else
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 inside my
That's where I hung

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

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

So now I steal pennies from the well
Because my wishes
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 mirrors since 1984
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on
And I open my even when I am indoors
Give me seven

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

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

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