Luyện nghe bài hát Painting

Ain't no paint gonna cover the stains
The pictures on the wall all remain
And though he's home now sound and safe
by the faces that he placed his faith
The images visit the past he witnessed
Can't stay away from the memories, with
each embedded in stone
he chiseled those convictions into his bones
the progress stops and spits and sputters
like the basement
and it's he's lost in his regrets,
you can smell it on his

Ain't no color paint gonna the stains
but now the alcohol is gonna the pain
Tuck it away, no complaints just on his back on his
backyard under the
tomorrow but doesn't no how though for every swallow there's another to follow
He weaves his way the story
looking for a new missing or a door key
used to be for celebration
But now they take him away from the hell that's waiting
Re-up until it's three up
and pick a place for the skeletons to up

Ain't no color paint gonna cover the
But if the oxygen escapes it'll the flames
No introduction doesn't his own name
Gonna beat demons at they own game
The rides to the end slow
song echoing outside of the window
You can't grow if the skin fit you
you gotta get low just to get through
No inspiration left to do best when,
hates you more than you're reflection
Suffer the shame until it the drain
He's got two hands and a of paint, come on