Luyện nghe bài hát Thorns

1]
If was our birthright
falsity became our sport
Beings trellises of roses
And vines beauty so splendidly hid
The biting of recompense
Ours alone to and grit
Self-designed
out of our skin
Warning all
"Careful, I'm beautiful, but you wouldn't what's within
For while reveling in my form, you'll only bleed my sins"
the change began in the springs of our infancy
Watered poison, stunting in its toxicity
Or cutback too in our pruning
with shaking hands, selfish neuroses
Left jagged self-loathing, insecurities
But we don't to let it dictate

Shake the death from bones
Shake the death your bones
the death from your bones

2]
Shake free of the yoke, our mental
No frozen, the key in our possession
Swing open your cell, off that rearview
as the tree grows out of the heart of stone
Our past will not dictate how we will grow

Shake the death your bones
Shake the from your
Shake the from your bones

Will dwelling in the
Ever bring the light?
Will in the darkness
Ever what's right?
(Shake the death your bones)