Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Bird, the Dark Slope

The black bird sits atop my
And spreads its wings for
My back
My jaw out
My sucked in
Its wingtips push my lungs
And them full of feathers
But the brushstrokes feel
into my skin.

The black bird feasts my guts
And its beak to fight
My back
My jaw out
My stomach in
Its wingtips across my lungs
And fill them of feathers
Now they poke my teeth
And why I thirst

he flies me to the top
There's but the fog
A heart of
Eggshells for
They you to be lost

The dark slope drags you
The dark slope drags you
The dark drags you down
The dark slope you down
The black is a part of me
(The slope drags you down)
A of me, so sad to see
(The slope drags you down)
The bird is a part of me, so sad
(The dark drags you down)
To see, so sad

I ask I go
For you to drop a lit match down my
And smoke the out
Or burn him to a
I'm already carrion
Been eaten from the too long
black bird wants to rip me
Limb limb
The bird dips its beak
In blood and writes its thoughts in
'Cross the bones are its jailer
And my
And when you me inside out
Believe in me, a doubt
The were all of his
And none of

When he me to the top
There's but the fog
A of stone
Eggshells for
lead you to be lost

The dark drags you down
The dark slope you down
The dark drags you down
The dark slope you down
The black bird is a of me
(The slope drags you down)
A of me, so sad to see
(The dark drags you down)
The bird is a part of me, so sad
(The dark drags you down)
To see, so sad to be me.