Luyện nghe bài hát Neon Cathedral

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1, 2, now

Round here sing broken hymns
The flow better when I'm soaked they're gin
The air is rusty and sits in the
Bad bartender that'll your heart
And a jukebox steal your quarter
Bartender, give me a confession
Exchange fear for in the form of a well drink
There's a heavy current, got a long way to
the Bible a while ago, I need some shots for this sin
Hail Mary, come with me, feel like Pac when it
Got some in my belly and a riot in the gut
for a band-aid, the sweet taste of blood
Then I might actually feel something if I don't it up
Watch their faces, familiar
Even if they didn't left the vinyl booth that stayed in
The next door, a sign that reads vacant
And a truth that's so I'd be a fool not to chase it
But yea, I'm a fool and I here
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

Underneath fragile frame
Lives a battle between pride and
But I've misplaced sense of fight
This crown of thorns has the top my spine
But listen closely as I
Dependency has been a at night
Thief at night, at night

I read the but I forgot the verses
The liquor is open 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 smelled bless that smells atmonic Vodka
11 AM in the and you can't get it off ya
Comment to the preacher but 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
that I got a problem but these are not apostles
This the drink of the Lord, that's according to my
Open to interpretation, if you're it I don't want it
I got tins that scole like my throat when I hit the
And I'm sinking and that's why I on drinking
I need a refill, bar than once every weekend
Sweet Jesus, I'm getting
Shaking til I'd get a taste, my faith is seizures
time I walk away and try to leave it
Every time I walk away and try to it

Wouldn't it for the world
Baptized in my and the bar is my church
my artist and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God at the neon

Wouldn't miss it for the
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 this frame
a battle between pride and shame
But I've misplaced sense of fight
This crown of has crushed 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 at night
Thief at night, thief at