Luyện nghe bài hát The Harvest

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Its the time for the
of the harvest
Its the time of the
Your

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My ride broke down on a mountain of im lost
With nobody around i cant fuck with the
Of the cell phone or tow truck or even the
Nobody find me untill my cold heart stopps
(I started and all of a suddent the sky became rain)
Seen a house on the way fuckin' insane
no windows or locks so i stepped inside the room
Anything can really happen so im trying to soon
(And i seen a blade)
Hangin' down from the theres no explaination for the crazy shit i saw
Got me but i reached for the steel anyway
Thats all i can say after that day
They say too many peopole died at main highway
I guessed i murdered all when im possesed by the blade
So they lockin my up for life and now im
And the only on my mind is what i did wrong

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Its the time for the harvest Time of the
(when the sling blade works in ways thats so to yall to die die die die die die die)
Its the time of the Your time
(In the chemical chills the blood and drippin' we all die die die die die die die)

When i i got the urge to kill
As if for real i draw a blank and then i reachin for
The sharpest razor blades that my first rate
Hands of full believers full of and hate
Used by many souls, many on the crops
Slicin through dicing wheat and corn spots
But when i grab it something happens hears all of my confessions
Takin' of my emotions like a demon possession
No in my heart for the things it made me do
All the blood that was shead it wasnt even true
Wake up in cold sweat covered in red
Then the hit me of all the sould that we bled
Was it true? Did i do all these things in my
Was the slingblade curse or was i going
I ran out the door and just looked all around
100 corprses' laying all over the ground

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Got it in my hands and a feelin' though
nobody know what to do when my slingblade fucks you
Cuts through a 1,2
I drop poison on my airplane i crop dust you
See i gotta put on the table
And give sacrafice to the Gods i pray to
And that means that nothing can you
to Mother Earth for what the humans bring you
I raise the fields and chase you
With fast your back breaks
When the sight you
i drag you back by the hair to my shack
Button up my coat and diesect throat
I cut out the the pieces are so big
I put 'em through a then i feed them to my pig
And i know the job move a little
But the heart is dissend and sweep what we sew

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