Luyện nghe bài hát Tied To The Whipping Post

(Feel I'm dying...)

I sit in this four-cornered room
Houses are for the living
Let dope spot be my tomb
You can my soul
I don't need it where I'm
You can't me in my face
When my are showing
I can't through these scars
I can't feel the wind
You get used to not feeling
You just know not like them
So I feel like I died for has died for me
And I'm here alone lost walking in the streets
Where I've seen men deteriorate
And do the same
I knew it I had changed
And I ain't going back there
Things are so fast
For what it's worth I
I've spilled blood on God's
please forgive me, I was born in a city
Where if you wanna be somebody you gotta kill
(And the body)
Father please forgive me, I was born in a
Where if you wanna be somebody you gotta kill
(And the body)
(Feel I'm dying)

(Feel I'm dying)
bravery
They say to get it you gotta it
I risk my everyday
Why wouldn't I risk this shit?

Don't make me aim again
I my dead friends
But I miss men
So when my gun up
Remember Momma raise me
So be a dead fuck
And it
The man with the skin all the scars in it
My soul, my city's it
My heart, I don't know it went!
All I is there's a war in my head
My eyes don't when I lay in my bed!
Wish I could give my sister all the I posses
And let the kill me instead
You see my grandmother was
My mother a gun
This killing is in my blood, it's I don't make a son
I'm in the mirror trying to my father in my face
So I can shoot myself in that very place
I... feel... like... I'm... dying...
(Feel I'm dying)