Luyện nghe bài hát (On The Subject Of) Beating In Brains

What kind of goes through your mind
In the one second before you die?
Is it a thought or a flash?
Is confusion the feeling that you have?

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On the subject of in brains
Smashing the shell where matter is contained
When the shatters, just like an egg
There's a satisfied crunching that it makes****

This whole is nothing new
A works good, a hammer does too
A is okay, even the same one will do
I could give a few pointers, but the is up to you.

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My favorite kind is a Louisville Slugger
The breadth of the bat, then the of my mother
She hit the floor. there's one thing for sure
She'll have to mop up after me any more.

What kind of ran through his mind
I the one second before she died?

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