Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Secrets

Shh, it's okay, it's
This is our, dirty, little,

all alone in the city
My hands are stoned pity
I could get by or get high with fifty,
And I, I, I, I don't feel pretty,

And there's a in a stable
Her daddy her fables
the moon and his bride
He's in her room night

And upon a table
Of silken robes, an altar of
But the child is
To run, run, run

And his tower of babel
So blood, blood,
down her ankles

We're all in the city
My hands are stoned with
I could get by or get with fifty, yeah
And I, I, I, I feel pretty, today

Come one, come all, the fall
Cry to the sky, today we break
Uprising, uprising,
In the house of

What happens here stays here, say nothing
What happens stays here, say nothing disappear

Uprising, happens here stays here
Uprising, say disappear
Uprising,

Locked away in the of hysterics
in the house of secrets
In the of secrets
I tell you of loneliness, shh