Luyện nghe bài hát The Butcher

Open up midnight
The butcher waits for desperation
That beyond control
is an invitation

Under lights
You cant wash out his
bodies are indecent
And they are not in

From the counter he thought
You whispered, you more

Cut out the of the oncoming cars on the highway
Lightness is when you cut out the lines in the paper
Cut the split
The over filled

When you thought you caught with unknowable thrills
Instead you get
Soft in the face
The lines in your head, have to all be

Cleave the dry stone to a
That an answer soon follow
attention is still focused
On the flashlight and the fortune

the streets on prospects
The butcher walks
Orange in the
Even knows it in the
Proves it with his closed

He his red coat, downstairs
Goes up his bedroom
Undresses and his arms
As if it could you

under the covers he thought
You whispered, you more