Luyện nghe bài hát Good Morning

Scraping film away your eyes to quite the sight
a TV static flares the neon motel light
a of ash so full
a candle burns at both it's
a stack of empty bottles posing in the corner as your
this place is a scene and now you
this is obscene, and you gotta leave
"Good Morning" sir the sirens as they go laughing by
through the pane they bleed inside
the smell of failed and bad decisions
now only to your lungs
the taste of bitter sweet guilt now resides on your
this place is a scene and now you
dig your bearings up from beneath the sweaty
to find the scary holy carpet at your feet
rise away from last nights to see more in the view
the place of many resonates the morning dew
find yourself now out for what is real
your sense of self belongs in a few belongings you can
a broken hugs a lonesome matchbook at the seams
an wallet shows a picture that you've never seen
place is a scene and now you believe
this place is obscene, and you leave