Luyện nghe bài hát The Harvest

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

[Bonez
My ride broke down on a mountain of im lost
With around i cant fuck with the cost
Of the cell or tow truck or even the cops
gonna find me untill my cold heart stopps
(I started walkin' and all of a the sky became rain)
Seen a house on the way looked fuckin'
With no windows or locks so i inside the room
can really happen so im trying to leave soon
(And then i a blade)
Hangin' down from the wall theres no explaination for the shit i saw
Got me trippin' but i reached for the steel
Thats all i can say because that day
They say too many died at that main highway
I guessed i murdered them all im possesed by the blade
So lockin my up for life and now im gone
And the thing on my mind is what i did wrong

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

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

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Got it in my and a feelin' rush though
Aint nobody what to do when my slingblade fucks you
Cuts with a 1,2
I drop on my airplane when i crop dust you
See i gotta put food on the
And give sacrafice to the that i pray to
And that means that nothing can you
Apologive to Earth for what the humans bring you
I through the fields and chase you
With fast your back breaks
When the takes you
Then i you back by the hair to my shack
up my coat and diesect your throat
I cut out the the pieces are so big
I put 'em through a shredder i feed them to my pig
And i the job move a little slow
But the heart is dissend and imma sweep we sew

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