Luyện nghe bài hát Painting

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

no color paint gonna cover the stains
but now the alcohol is mother the pain
Tuck it away, no complaints laying on his back on his
backyard under the
Take 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 piece or a key
used to be for celebration
But now they just take him 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 paint gonna cover the stains
But if the oxygen escapes smother the flames
No introduction doesn't speak his own
Gonna beat them demons at own game
The sunset rides to the end
Same song outside of the window
You grow if the skin don't fit you
you gotta get low just to get through
No inspiration left to do your when,
nobody you more than you're reflection
Suffer the until it stuffs the drain
He's got two hands and a bucket of paint, on