Luyện nghe bài hát Butchers

Ben grew up to be the butcher not by choice, it's the lot in life he found
But he makes a decent living, feeds his family and the people of the
But there's no dreams brought to fruition, a gradual attrition
The decayed scraps of ambition he once carved by
But there's no for regrets, it's not as bad as it appears
He's got a lucrative career but he never the bloodstains off his hands

A killer bars on Ladies' Night with a steely-eyed command
But he out cruising hookers and he ain't no shady looker, he's a charming, handsome man
His voice says 'ladies' but his mind is 'bitches'
But his pitch is too much for most of them to withstand
He tells them jokes and he gets them all in
And it off without hitches 'till he tries to get the bloodstains off his hands

good comes easy
Isn't that you would have me to believe
For every positive endeavor there is a dark side we must
You will see, you will see

All the coroners and and the slaughterhouse foremen
It's there job five days a week, please try and understand
It's their lot to get through it, know someone's got to do it
And try not to misconstrue it they try to wash the bloodstains off their hands

Now had seven years of happiness with a boy she's always claimed to have adored
And there's fewer who've been but as of late she finds herself a little bored
She tells him she loves him and has only good thoughts of him
And the times they've had and hopes it'll help him understand
When she runs her knife straight through him, it's the way to do them
She's the winner of the game but never get the bloodstains off her hands

In the end, all fall just the same but she'll never get the bloodstains off her hands

Off her