Luyện nghe bài hát Spare-Ohs

The finches and build nests in my chimney
What remains of the small flightless that you failed to protect
But the isnt easy, in fact its a drag
Acid to cornfields and mountains of rice
All the suburbs, across the great lawns
And they're dusting gardens all over this town

But nobody when it gets in their hair
It gets in their as it floats through the air
It gets in the food that they buy and
But nobody cares it gets in their hair

Across the great and the schisms
And the sudden
Where the black ink will drip across the cusps of your
And your teeth are worth more than you can

Dont tell me that it just isnt
Dont speak about the of life
your thoughts are so soft
I could cut 'em a spork or a bride's knife

And the wine our minds too loose
A reckless of words
And you tell me Im too abstruse
I just thought I was a of bird
I swear I stood there not saying a word
Not saying a word, not saying a