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 get by or get high with fifty, yeah
And I, I, I, I don't pretty, today

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

And feeds a table
Of robes, an altar of stone
But the child is
To run, run, run

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

We're all in the city
My hands are stoned with
I get by or get high with fifty, yeah
And I, I, I, I don't pretty, today

Come one, come all, witness the
Cry to the sky, we break away
Uprising, uprising,
In the of secrets

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

Uprising, what here stays here
Uprising, say disappear
Uprising,

away in the chamber of hysterics
Here in the house of
In the of secrets
I will you of loneliness, shh