Luyện nghe bài hát Butchers

Ben grew up to be the not by choice, it's just the lot in life he found
But he makes a decent living, his family and the people of the town
But there's no dreams brought to fruition, just a gradual
The decayed of ambition he once carved by hand
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 frequents on Ladies' Night with a steely-eyed command
But he ain't out cruising and he ain't no shady looker, he's a charming, handsome man
His voice says 'ladies' but his is thinking '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 what you would have me to believe
For every endeavor there is a dark side we must weather
You will see, you will see

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

Now she's had seven years of happiness with a boy she's always 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 through him, it's the only way to do them
She's the winner of the but she'll never get the bloodstains off her hands

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

Off her