Luyện nghe bài hát Neon Cathedral

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1, 2, now

Round they sing broken hymns
The prayers flow better when I'm soaked gin
The air is rusty and sits in the
Bad that'll pickpocket your heart
And a jukebox that'll your quarter
Bartender, please give me a
Exchange fear for courage in the form of a well
There's a heavy current, got a long way to
Closed the Bible a while ago, I some shots for this sin
Hail Mary, come with me, feel like Pac when it
Got fire in my belly and a riot in the gut
for a band-aid, the sweet taste of blood
Then I might actually feel if I don't cover it up
Watch their faces, places
Even if they didn't left the vinyl booth that they in
The motel door, a sign that reads 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
Hope problems bail themselves, I die in wait here
One more, four more, it a night cap
Service starts at 5 tomorrow and be right back

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

I read the but I forgot the verses
The liquor store is open than the churches
by their imperfections, everything is burning
To with the confessions, oh the Lord immerses
Blessed in holy water, the sin of Father
you ever smelled bless that smells atmonic Vodka
11 AM in the and you can't get it off ya
to the preacher but it's like the pastor isn't talking
Until the store opens I can read up on that
The close to me say I'm in need of a doctor
Think that I got a problem but are not apostles
the drink of the Lord, that's according to my gospel
Open to interpretation, if you're judging it I want it
I got that scole like my throat when I hit the bottle
And I'm and that's why I keep on drinking
I a refill, bar more than once every weekend
Sweet Jesus, I'm getting
til I'd get a taste, my faith is having seizures
Every time I walk and try to leave it
Every time I walk away and try to 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 it for the world
Baptized my vices and the bar is my
Traded my artist and I off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, neon
Neon

Underneath fragile frame
Lives a battle pride and shame
But I've misplaced sense of fight
This of thorns has crushed the top my spine
But listen as I testify
has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at

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