Luyện nghe bài hát Neon Cathedral

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Uhm
1, 2, now

Round here they broken hymns
The prayers better when I'm soaked they're gin
The air is and sits in the corner
Bad bartender pickpocket your heart
And a jukebox that'll your quarter
Bartender, give me a confession
fear for courage in the form of a well drink
There's a current, got a long way to swim
Closed the a while ago, I need 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
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 that they stayed in
The motel next door, a 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 at 5 tomorrow and I'll be right back

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

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

Wouldn't it for the world
in my vices and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I off the easel
Spend it all for God at the neon cathedral

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

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

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