Luyện nghe bài hát Bendin' The Rules

Pity my
For how he's me
Through towns
And cold
For women
At the end of the
Who tendered for
A divine
Cash as as "vegas"
Like "vegas" in a
I work charismatic ruse
For my brother's peace and
Sittin' tight in
The on the bed
With every memory to me
And the fear of ahead
the good book
Came the divine
Or maybe it was
to keep us in line
The mistakes of the
Make the for the fools
So father me
For the rules....
Well, mister he improved
the money I scammed
Some his light shines as bright
As the light of the land
Death was something
We freely discuss
When he was ten and I was
And the would often brush
In and out of
twenty months of age
At eighteen the
No longer maintain
And my old man in the
His hands his face
Did to shake his very soul
In the darkness of this
Maybe the good
from the divine
Or maybe it was
Just to keep us in
The of the sages
Make the for the fools
So father me
For the rules....
me Saint Christopher
Over every county
my blasphemy
For the sake of buying
him days of laughter
Bestow me
He sleeps soft in the
His freedom from
To every ruddy
Off free in summer's
And every young poised to claim
Her share of what yields
To all the grieving
And the of saints
I am my brother's
To end decides the fates
Maybe the good
from the divine
Or maybe it was
Just to keep us in
The mistakes of the
Make the rules for the
So father for me
For the rules.....