Luyện nghe bài hát Skin Of A Drum

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

I'm the answer to his
I'm the of his wind
I'm the spoon wedged between tongue and
Beneath his trembling

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

And I welcome any
And I any Saul
Sitting in this room, on bench
for Joi to call

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

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

Each I put them under
But still they wanna me
I cry out the thunder
You storm past me

I and I ponder
I question and
I roar and I
let me in

I've been here
For now seems the better of an hour
I've raised every crippled
the dead and given power

To the of my sanity
The presence of a
That lies in between dreams
That pile up year

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

within you'll find
The of every sunken man
Who must his head against the dead
Each day he tries to

And he's standing pressed
The very woman that he
Kissing eyes and lips, embracing
Surrendering to her

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

Each time I put them
But still wanna test me
I cry out through the
You storm past me

I search and I
I and wonder
I and I thunder
let me in

It's so to be the man I would be
If hatred and no longer appeared
I swear I've become the skin of a
The heart of a man, I stand