Luyện nghe bài hát The Boy With The Gun

He knows well his ways
A of bitterness
A grudge from his childhood days
As if had loved him less
Reading down his of names
He them one by one
He the barrel at the sky
Firing off at the sun
"I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, to me sing"
He out the victim's names
In the wooden of the gun
He leans back agains the tree
He knows his Kingdom's
breath a sigh self satisfied
The work is in hands
He the coins into the air
And where the money lands
"I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, to me sing"
He pauses at the city's
Of and of stone
He up the devil there
To him courage of his own
He'll free the of deceit
hear his name and run
His justice is his own
Measured out the sun
"I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, to me sing"
And my on the gun
is just begun
The boy the gun