Luyện nghe bài hát Metaphysical Pistol

When I look in your
I see a burning
I see a heart wild
I see a place I define

Your is sharp
You miss a beat
You see right people
Who can't see you

Is life a trip from the maternity ward to the crematorium?
Is life just a trip from the ward to the crematorium?

Your smile
me rapt for a while
And can't pull me down
Pull us down, us down

flares
Burn bright in your
people get scared
They don't understand how you are

The state, money, sex, yourself, power, are all false gods

A pistol with a gut full of hate
A metaphysical pistol with a full of light
A metaphysical pistol with a gut of hate
A metaphysical pistol with a full of light

flares
Burn bright in hair
Yeah get scared
They don't understand how you are

A pistol with a gut full of hate
A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of
A metaphysical pistol, a pistol

A metaphysical with a heart full of light
A pistol with a gut full of hate
A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of
A metaphysical pistol with a gut of hate

We are smack in the middle of the beatific vision

A heart full of light,
Gut of hate, sex
A full of light, power
Gut full of hate,
A heart of light, the state
Gut full of hate, false
A full of light, vision
Gut of hate, vision
A heart full of light, a metaphysical pistol a
Gut of hate, a metaphysical pistol with
A heart full of light, a metaphysical pistol a
Gut full of hate, a pistol with
A heart of light
Gut of hate