Luyện nghe bài hát Neon Cathedral

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1, 2, now

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

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

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

miss it for the world
Baptized in my and the bar is my church
Traded my and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God at the neon

miss it for the world
Baptized my and the bar is my church
my artist and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, neon
Neon

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

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