Luyện nghe bài hát Neon Cathedral

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Uhm
1, 2, now

Round here they sing broken
The flow better when I'm soaked they're gin
The air is rusty and sits in the
Bad bartender pickpocket your heart
And a jukebox that'll steal your
Bartender, give me a confession
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 need 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 might actually feel if I don't cover it up
Watch their faces, places
if they didn't left the vinyl booth that they stayed in
The next door, a sign that reads vacant
And a that's so strong I'd be a fool not to chase it
But yea, I'm a fool and I stay
Hope these 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 this frame
Lives a between pride and shame
But I've that sense of fight
crown of thorns has punched the top my spine
But closely as I testify
has been a thief at night
Thief at night, at night

I read the Bible but I the verses
The liquor is open later than the churches
Pure by their imperfections, everything is
To hell with the confessions, oh the immerses
Blessed in holy water, the sin of Father
Have you ever smelled bless that smells 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 opens I can read up on that doctrine
The people 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 tins that like my throat when I hit the bottle
And I'm sinking and why I keep on drinking
I need a refill, bar more once every weekend
Sweet Jesus, I'm getting
Shaking til I'd get a taste, my faith is having
time I walk away 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 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
Traded my artist and I off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, neon
cathedral

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

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