Luyện nghe bài hát Crimes of the Heart

Yea I 21 in prison locked up at night
Now I walk around free like another life
Another roll with some other
ho or a loving wife
People come and go some really you know
Intellectual that really never grow
love that holds on like"can I hold you though?"
And old friends will look at you "yo, yea I told you so"
A to the broken hearted
Who never finished they fuckin started
who go out and try to be a rebel at night
Try to make up for the fact that they settled in
It's like a fight the devil & Christ over the limelight
Spiritual boaker
But the whole deck is of jokers
And year that you get older
The stakes get
with a bunch of fakes and liars
Real talk the real New York
Is the and the suffering of lost love
Staring off the distance in the midst of the club
Depression and emptiness that lead to
And the struggle inside of yourself that keeps you
Survived and medicated stalked by
The life that you now tortured by memories violently
I pray in sodomy one day you could be forgiven
For murdering the beautiful world we used to in

Crimes of the [2X]

Love...doesn't a complicated metaphor
And sometimes nothing needs to be at all
Sometimes a you with is not your one and only
And you just fuck with them because you afraid to be
And when you come back its too
So you
victims of rape
Full of self
Lost in the to strangers around you
Instead of the only person that ever gave a fuck you
you were happy so you didn't come check me
But then he cheated or treated you incorrectly
You conveniently realized you could forget me
And to crawl back in my life unexpectedly
These are my
Of who claim to be righteous
And a trail of broken hearts on their way to enlightment
But I cant give into hatred or pass
Even towards every I've been in love with
'cause the heart portrays itself willingly
Is like a nation that trades for stability
Its so seductive to be cold and corrupted and and try to be an independent republic
But liberty to be loved on the is worthless
The of revolution with no purpose
Take it from a criminal searching for his
at God desperately trying to get his attention

Crimes of the heart
for the shining light
Who's it gonna be? Who'll walk the line with me
Round we go (won't cross?) climbing the endless night
Who's it gonna be? Who'll walk the line with me this time? (me this oooh oooh oooh)
Climbing the endless night (endless night, endless night)