Luyện nghe bài hát Painted Bird

On lead wings, you try to sing
beak shrieks are thrown at your confusing hue
The screaming eyes show no mercy oh, oh no mercy

bird, it's absurd
Just a bird hurting their twisted nerve

Painted bird, it's
a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve

The flock make you choke on this sadistic joke
And the whippoorwills they a din
In unison, you're Hitchcock carrion
In laughing unison, you're Hitchcock
on

Painted bird, it's
Just a tainted bird hurting twisted nerve

Painted bird, absurd
Just a bird hurting their twisted nerve

I hear your sorrow, may tomorrow
You'll lose you
When a fated weather will cleanse
That feather and all that sorrow, sorrow, sorrow

A coquette in fur purr for the bird
Confound that dowdy with a sharp honed nerve
Because painted birds by our own design
By our own design, oh there's no more sorrow, sorrow,

Have you heard about the painted
Just a tainted bird hunting twisted nerve

lost our sorrow, now it's tomorrow, tomorrow
No need to your feather under a fated weather
No sorrow, sorrow
We've our sorrow

Now painted birds
Mocking twisted nerve
absurd, it's absurd, painted bird