Luyện nghe bài hát Hotel Hobbies

Hotel hobbies paddin' dawns hollow
Bell boys checkin' out the in the bar
Slug like fingers trace the star clouds of cocaine on the mirror
The short straw it's bow

The tell tale tockin' of the last
time in the packet as the whiskey sweat
Lies like armor on an unmade bed
And a familiar cravin' is crawlin' in his

And the only of life is the tickin' of the pen
characters to memories like old friends
Frantic as a cardiograph out the lines
A fever of confession a catalog of in happy hour
Do you cry in happy
Do you hide in hour?
The pilgrimage to happy

New tuggin' at the corner of his eye
for attention
When the sunlight
a curtains tear
Shufflin' its beams as if in nervous anticipation of day