Luyện nghe bài hát Butchers

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

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

Nothing comes easy
Isn't that you would have me to believe
For every positive endeavor there is a dark we must weather
You see, yeah you will see

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

Now she's had seven years of happiness with a boy always claimed to have adored
And there's fewer who've been truer but as of late she finds herself a little
She tells him she loves him and has only good thoughts of him
And the times had and hopes that it'll help him understand
When she runs her knife straight through him, it's the only way to do
She's the winner of the game but she'll get the bloodstains off her hands

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

Off her