Luyện nghe bài hát Killing Birds

I learned a long ago 'bout a better way of birds
And what it when they die in my hands
Like a heart it never made much sense to me
Why I'd to know the best way to do that

But you have to the murderer I've become
As I'm standing in front of you
Standing right in of you
Standing here in front of you killing

I've spent my youth breaking down the walls my father
Just like he did to his before him
But then I had no home, so I tried to make a one
It looked just his, so I burned it down again
No, there a long parade of idiots

As I'm standing here in of you
Standing in front of you
Standing here in front of you killing

You don't have to love the I've become

If I could spin a web, I would sit and for you
I wouldn't need a stone, I'd poison you and tie you up
And you be a bird, a beautiful crescent one
And your eyes would beg but I'm just my job

Standing here in of you
Standing in front of you
Standing here in of you
Standing in front of you

Standing here in of you
right in front of you
Standing in front of you killing birds