Luyện nghe bài hát Cigarettes & Saints

Twice a week I pass by the church that your funeral
And the words come pouring down like rain
How he called you a sinner and said now you walk with
So the drugs that took life aren't gonna cause you any pain
I don't think he even your name
And I refuse to and pray
I won't remember you way

I lit you a in every cathedral across Europe
And I hope you know you're my patron saint
I tried to forgive, but I can't forget the in his fist
I know that they were heartsick, but I need someone to
And I how they blamed me
I what you'd say
You'd me it was your fault
I should put all my away

I'm sure there ain't a
But that don't I don't like to picture you there
I'll bet you're cigarettes off saints
And I'm sure still singing
But I'll bet that you're just a bit out of key
That crooked pushing words across your teeth

you were heat lightning
Yeah, you were a that never rolled in
You were the northern lights in a town
A fleeting thing
I'll bury your memories in the
And watch them with the flowers in spring
keep you with me

These in their suits and ties
Saying, "Kid, you can me"
southern drawl, sunken eyes
Buying good will in hotel
Buy fistfuls of pills to make sure you hurt no more
You don't feel anything
Got fangs in our veins
Got their voice in our
Got our in their grips
No, we can't free

This machine, hungry and heartless
My whole generation got in the margin
We put our faith in you and you a profit
Now we're drowning here the waves
(We're no saviors if we save our brothers)
Drowning out under the
(We're no saviors if we can't our brothers)
Drowning out, out

You have my friends
You can't have my
You have my friends
You can't my brothers
You can't my friends
You can't have my
You can't me
No, you have me