Luyện nghe bài hát Neon Cathedral

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Uhm
1, 2, now

Round here they broken hymns
The prayers flow better when I'm they're gin
The air is rusty and sits in the
Bad bartender pickpocket your heart
And a jukebox that'll steal your
Bartender, please me a confession
Exchange fear for courage in the form of a drink
There's a current, got a long way to swim
the Bible a while ago, I need some shots for this sin
Hail Mary, with me, feel like Pac when it hits
Got some fire in my belly and a in the gut
Bushmills for a band-aid, the sweet taste of
Then I might actually something if I don't cover it up
Watch their faces, places
Even if they left the vinyl booth that they stayed in
The motel next door, a sign that vacant
And a truth that's so strong I'd be a fool not to it
But yea, I'm a fool and I here
these problems bail themselves, I die in wait here
One more, more, fuck it a night cap
Service at 5 tomorrow and I'll be right back

Underneath fragile frame
Lives a battle pride and shame
But misplaced that sense of fight
crown of thorns has punched the top my spine
But listen closely as I
Dependency has a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at

I read the Bible but I forgot the
The liquor store is open later the churches
Pure by their imperfections, everything is
To hell with the confessions, oh the immerses
Blessed in holy water, the sin of Holy
Have you ever smelled bless that smells Vodka
11 AM in the and you can't get it off ya
Comment to the preacher but it's like the pastor talking
Until the store I can read up on that doctrine
The people to me say I'm in need of a doctor
Think that I got a 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 scole like my throat when I hit the bottle
And I'm sinking and that's why I keep on
I need a refill, bar more than once every
Sweet Jesus, I'm amnesia
Shaking til I'd get a taste, my is having seizures
Every time I walk away and try to it
Every time I walk and try to leave it

Wouldn't miss it for the
Baptized in my vices and the bar is my
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 and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, cathedral
Neon

this fragile frame
Lives a between pride and shame
But misplaced that sense of fight
This of thorns has crushed the top my spine
But closely as I testify
Dependency has a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at

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