Luyện nghe bài hát Words To The?

(Jimmy P. II)
A crime of the mind, it's a terrible to waste
A sign of the times when mine is feeling out of
Could it be that it's me who's a victim of society's
New - big chance, a wave of the Savior's hand
to the wise and the poor of spirit
Words to those whose are clear
Words to those who have the ears to it
Words to the ones drawing
I walk away when they say that my and my God is dead
When they kneel they that they worship an idea instead
Getting caught in the of a nation selling lies
We are chained to the game of epitomized
The and the time lie in the embryonic state
To reveal and conceal as we're learning how to and hate
Laying waste as we taste of the fruit of the tree
Guiltless lamb come breaks the chains
And to set us
A crime of the mind, a terrible to waste
Now I know why I'm so out of place
Sin undone, kingdom come, cause this world is not my
Cast my lot, food for thought, of wisdom of a life atoned?