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, 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 no time for regrets, it's not as bad as it appears
He's got a lucrative career but he gets the bloodstains off his hands

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

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

All the coroners and corpsmen and the 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 it when they try to wash the bloodstains off their hands

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