Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Bird, the Dark Slope

The bird sits atop my guts
And spreads its for flight
My back
My jaw out
My sucked in
Its wingtips push my lungs
And fill them full of
But the feel like
into my skin.

The black feasts upon my guts
And bears its beak to
My shoulders
My jaw out
My stomach in
Its wingtips across my lungs
And fill them of feathers
Now they between my teeth
And that's why I

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

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

I ask I go
For you to drop a lit match my throat
And the bastard out
Or him to a crisp
I'm already carrion
Been eaten from the too long
This black bird to rip me
Limb limb
The black dips its beak
In blood and its thoughts in cursive
'Cross the bones are its jailer
And my
And when you turn me out
in me, without a doubt
The words all of his
And none of

When he me to the top
nothing but the fog
A of stone
Eggshells for
They lead you to be

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