Luyện nghe bài hát Cigarettes & Saints

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

I lit you a candle in every across Europe
And I hope you know you're still my saint
I tried to forgive, but I can't forget the cigar in his
I know that they heartsick, but I need someone to blame
And I know how blamed me
I what you'd say
You'd tell me it was your
I should put all my arrows

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

you were heat lightning
Yeah, you were a storm that never in
You were the northern lights in a town
A constant thing
I'll bury memories in the garden
And watch grow with the flowers in spring
I'll keep you me

These wolves in their and ties
Saying, "Kid, you can me"
Charming drawl, sunken eyes
Buying will in hotel lobbies
Buy fistfuls of pills to make sure you don't hurt no
You gotta feel anything
Got their in our veins
Got voice in our head
Got our arms in their
No, we shake free

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

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