Luyện nghe bài hát Prophet Song

When Im a prophet I let you in
To circle Ive started of women and men
But youll to wait in line
These that I give are not mine

And after Ive prophesized if you to sleep next to me
With those cold and wooden thighs youve polished for the
But youll have to wait on like the rest of them
I cannot all at one time

When inspiration is not
Youll become an addict of the kind
And when your just doesnt pull through
I not be there to save you

And after the sun falls the begins
And with my five and scissors
Ill cut the ribbons of
For every disciple entering my discipline

Yeah with my and dime scissors my cape and my crown
And the cane Ill use to point to the crowd
But I will point you out of a million years of punch
And references to pain I once thought was

My was not divine
And I became an of the certain kind
And when my inspiration just didnt fall
Tell me, where the were you?

And sigh in the fashion of your Mary Magdalene
While you search for the Jesus you you cant win
You know win with me and my purity and you in your sin
Yes with me in my purity and you in sin
You search for the Jesus you know you cant win

But youll have to wait on
Just consider me the of deli counters
Youll have to take a
Yes one after the other youll to wait on line

Cause Im a prophet I might let you in
To this circle Ive started of and men