Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Bird, the Dark Slope

The black bird atop my guts
And its wings for flight
My shoulders
My jaw out
My stomach in
Its wingtips push across my
And fill full of feathers
But the brushstrokes like
into my skin.

The black bird feasts my guts
And its beak to fight
My shoulders
My jaw out
My sucked in
Its wingtips across my lungs
And them full of feathers
Now poke between my teeth
And that's why I

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

The slope drags you down
The dark slope you down
The dark drags you down
The dark slope drags you
The bird is a part of me
(The dark drags you down)
A of me, so sad to see
(The dark slope 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 a lit match down my throat
And smoke the out
Or him to a crisp
'Cause I'm already
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
the bones that are its jailer
And my
And you turn me inside out
in me, without a doubt
The were all of his
And of mine

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

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