Luyện nghe bài hát The Harvest

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

[Bonez
My ride broke down on a mountain of im lost
With nobody around i fuck with the cost
Of the phone or tow truck or even the cops
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 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 crazy i saw
Got me trippin' but i for the steel anyway
Thats all i can say after that day
They say too many died at that main highway
I guessed i them 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 of the harvest
(when the sling blade works in ways thats so sticky to to die die die die die die die)
Its the of the harvest Your time
(In the chemical chills the blood and drippin' we all die die die die die die die)

When i feel i got the urge to
As if for real i a blank and then i reachin for steel
The sharpest razor blades that my first rate
Hands of full believers full of and hate
Used by many souls, many years on the
Slicin through dicing thought wheat and spots
But when i grab it something happens hears all of my confessions
Takin' control of my emotions like a demon
No remorse in my heart for the things it me do
All the blood that was shead like it wasnt even
Wake up in sweat sheets covered in red
Then the flashbacks hit me of all the sould that we
Was it true? Did i do all these in my brain?
Was the slingblade or was i going insane?
I ran out the door and just looked all around
100 headless corprses' laying all 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
through with a 1,2
I drop poison on my when i crop dust you
See i put food on the table
And give to the Gods that i pray to
And that that nothing can save you
Apologive to Mother Earth for the humans bring you
I raise through the and chase you
With fast pace your back
the sight takes you
Then i you back by the hair to my shack
Button up my coat and diesect your
I cut out the flesh the are so big
I put 'em a shredder then i feed them to my pig
And i know the job move a little
But the is dissend and imma sweep what we sew

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