Luyện nghe bài hát Bourbon and Division

On the of Bourbon and Division
Crawling down the crooked streets at
She said, "Don't back, all is not forgiven"
So you inside a bottle and a song

Splinters of thought slowly
Snapping like branches in the
So you a dog end smoke
And you're laughing as you
And you give the of fortune one more spin

Do you what you came here for?
Her words of wisdom scratched the door
You can almost taste the
Hung inside her dress

Can the darkness be as as it seems
the factories at night hum with their dreams?
And you watch a skinny dog cut across that lot
Like the of the moon

In the decompression
cooling in the conversation pit
You're sleeping yesterday's papers
And pretending the hasn't hit

was the crucifixion
Saturday, cremation under
The was on Sunday
No, correction, it Monday
'Cause Monday's when come to take the trash

Do you remember you came here for?
Her words of wisdom scratched into the
You can almost the emptiness
Hung inside her dress

Can the darkness be as empty as it
the factories at night hum with their dreams?
And you watch a dog cut across that dusty lot
Like the of the moon