Luyện nghe bài hát Crimes of the Heart

Yea I turned 21 in locked up at night
Now I walk around free seems another life
Another roll with other dice
ho or a loving wife
People come and go some really you know
Intellectual midgets that really never
Fake love that on like"can I hold you though?"
And old friends will look at you like "yo, yea I you so"
A to the broken hearted
Who never finished what they fuckin
People who go out and try to be a rebel at
Try to make up for the fact they settled in life
It's like a fight between the devil & Christ the limelight
celebrity boaker
But the deck is full of jokers
And every that you get older
The get higher
Gambling with a bunch of and liars
Real talk 'cause the real New
Is the pain and the suffering of lost
Staring off into the distance in the of the club
Depression and emptiness that to suicide
And the struggle inside of yourself keeps you alive
Survived and medicated stalked by
The life you live now tortured by memories violently
I pray in that one day you could be forgiven
For murdering the beautiful we used to live in

Crimes of the heart

Love...doesn't a complicated metaphor
And nothing needs to be said at all
Sometimes a person you is not your one and only
And you just fuck with because you afraid to be lonely
And when you back its too late
So you
Like victims of
of self hate
Lost in the affection to strangers you
Instead of the only that ever gave a fuck about you
Thought you were happy so you didn't check me
But then when he cheated or treated you
You conveniently you could never forget me
And tried to crawl back in my unexpectedly
These are my
Of those who claim to be
And a trail of broken hearts on their way to enlightment
But I cant give into hatred or judgment
Even every allusion I've been in love with
'cause the heart that itself willingly
Is like a nation that trades for stability
Its so to be cold and corrupted and isolated and try to be an independent republic
But liberty to be loved on the surface is
The sacrifice of revolution with no
Take it from a searching for his redemption
at God desperately trying to get his attention

Crimes of the [2x]
for the shining light
Who's it be? Who'll walk the line with me tonight?
Round we go (won't cross?) through the endless night
Who's it gonna be? Who'll walk the line with me this time? (me this oooh oooh oooh)
Climbing through the night (endless night, endless night)