Luyện nghe bài hát Neon Cathedral

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Round here sing broken hymns
The prayers flow when I'm soaked they're gin
The air is and sits in the corner
Bad bartender that'll pickpocket your
And a jukebox that'll your quarter
Bartender, give me a confession
Exchange for courage in the form of a well drink
There's a heavy current, got a long way to
Closed the Bible a while ago, I need some for this sin
Hail Mary, with me, feel like Pac when it hits
Got some in my belly and a riot in the gut
Bushmills for a band-aid, the sweet of blood
Then I actually feel something if I don't cover it up
Watch their faces, familiar
Even if they left the vinyl booth that they stayed in
The motel door, a sign that reads vacant
And a truth that's so strong I'd be a not to chase it
But yea, I'm a and I stay here
Hope problems bail themselves, I die in wait here
One more, four more, it a night cap
starts at 5 tomorrow and I'll be right back

Underneath this frame
Lives a between pride and shame
But I've misplaced that sense of
crown of thorns has punched the top my spine
But closely as I testify
Dependency has been a at night
at night, thief at night

I the Bible but I forgot the verses
The liquor store is later than the churches
Pure by their imperfections, everything is
To with the confessions, oh the Lord immerses
Blessed in holy water, the sin of Holy
Have you ever smelled bless smells atmonic Vodka
11 AM in the morning and you get it off ya
Comment to the but it's like the pastor isn't talking
Until the store I can read up on that doctrine
The people to me say I'm in need of a doctor
Think I got a problem but these are not apostles
This the of the Lord, that's according to my gospel
Open to interpretation, if you're judging it I don't it
I got tins that scole like my when I hit the bottle
And I'm sinking and why I keep on drinking
I need a refill, bar more than once every
Jesus, I'm getting amnesia
Shaking til I'd get a taste, my is having seizures
Every time I away and try to leave it
Every time I walk and try to leave it

Wouldn't miss it for the
Baptized in my and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I off the easel
it all searching for God at the neon cathedral

Wouldn't miss it for the
my vices and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, cathedral
Neon

this fragile frame
Lives a battle pride and shame
But I've that sense of fight
This crown of thorns has the top my spine
But listen as I testify
Dependency has been a thief at
at night, thief at night

Dependency has been a at night
Thief at night, thief at
Dependency has been a thief at
Thief at night, thief at