Luyện nghe bài hát Skin Of A Drum

And I can't my father
When it's all said and done
His completions won't me
divided me by one

I'm the answer to his
I'm the caution of his
I'm the spoon between tongue and teeth
Beneath his trembling

And I add my revision
For I not suffer twice
And I dare not the past
And I dare not be the

And I welcome any
And I welcome any
Sitting in room, on wooden bench
Waiting for Joi to

And I suffer here alone,
by my every thought
How I've tried to strip to the bone
I've struggled and fought

Every jealous warped
Smuggled, sewn genes
Every hidden tendency
me in me

Each time I put them
But still they test me
I cry out the thunder
You right past me

I and I ponder
I question and
I and I thunder
let me in

I've been here
For what now the better of an hour
I've raised crippled question
From the dead and given

To the absence of my
The presence of a
That lies in forgotten dreams
That pile up every

Up the highest testaments
Down below the floor
There's a gutted room, black at noon
Beneath a door

Deep within you'll
The attributes of every man
Who bang his head against the dead
Each day he tries to

And standing pressed against
The woman that he loves
Kissing eyes and lips, embracing
to her touch

And just at the moment
he touches heart to heart
She pulls his touch
'Cause it's too much to mend what's apart

Each I put them under
But still wanna test me
I cry out through the
You storm right me

I and I ponder
I question and
I and I thunder
let me in

It's so to be the man I would be
If hatred and fear no appeared
I I've become the skin of a drum
The of a man, divided I stand