Luyện nghe bài hát Prophet Song

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

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

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

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

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

My inspiration was not
And I became an addict of the certain
And my inspiration just didnt fall through
me, where the hell were you?

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

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

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