Luyện nghe bài hát Lungs Like Gallows

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

The wind is always
There are deep inside my lungs
That's where I ambition

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

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

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

Is it luck that's knocking right on my back
Because been breaking mirrors since 1984
I walk under ladders, I spill on sores
And I open my umbrella when I am indoors
Give me more

I don't need her, I'm not desperate
Come me in twenty years and maybe then
'Cause I'm not done 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 on sores
And I open my umbrella even I am indoors
Give me seven

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