Luyện nghe bài hát The Harvest

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

[Bonez
My ride down on a mountain of dust im lost
With nobody i cant fuck with the cost
Of the cell or tow truck or even the cops
Nobody gonna find me untill my cold stopps
(I walkin' and all of a suddent the sky became rain)
Seen a house on the way looked fuckin'
With no windows or locks so i inside the room
Anything can happen so im trying to leave soon
(And then i a blade)
Hangin' down the wall 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
say too many peopole 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 sling blade works in thats so sticky to yall to die die die die die die die)
Its the of the harvest Your time
(In the chemical chills the spills 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 i reachin for steel
The razor blades that made my first rate
Hands of full believers of murder and hate
Used by many souls, years on the crops
Slicin through thought wheat and corn spots
But when i grab it something happens that all of my confessions
Takin' control of my emotions like a demon
No remorse in my heart for the it made me do
All the blood that was like it wasnt even true
Wake up in cold sweat covered in red
Then the flashbacks hit me of all the that we bled
Was it true? Did i do all these in my brain?
Was the slingblade or was i going insane?
I ran out the front door and looked all around
100 headless laying all over the ground

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

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