Luyện nghe bài hát Sentencing

The of her perfume
Struggles to everything,
Inside this room
Though once subdued, the silence to sing
Whoa-oh, I you so!
Whoa-oh, I you so!

My name is
My role is
Unless become inadmissable
In of consequence,
I'm only as reliable as the defense is defendable

I am the
though I'm to be still and accept evil
as my own - and sentient will

Nothing makes sense
When murder's a smistake that you have made
Nothing makees sense
So a and guilty man will be born again with conscience saved

Judicial precendent will see to
see to that
He'll see to
It's given the incident,
Given his catatonic state, to imagine it out any other way

He was on that day
As the doctor his case,
were implausibilities he couldn't place
It was obvious that there was something more to patient
Something had missed
It's hole I can see in each of his eyes
where all the that happen in this real world just kind of fall through.
loneliness, it's loneliness

Nothing makes sense
When murder's just a mistake that you have
Nothing sense anymore
So a sick and guilty man will be born again conscience saved