Luyện nghe bài hát Painting

Ain't no color paint gonna cover the
The pictures on the wall will all
And even though he's home now and safe
by the faces that he placed his faith
The visit from the past he witnessed
Can't stay from the memories, sticks with
detail embedded in stone
like he chiseled those convictions his bones
the progress stops and pauses and sputters
like the faucets
and it's obvious lost in his regrets,
you can smell it on his

Ain't no 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 tomorrow but doesn't no how for every swallow there's another to follow
He weaves his way the story
looking for a new missing piece or a key
Spirits to be for celebration
But now they just take him away from the hell that's
Re-up it's three sheets up
and pick a place for the to meet up

Ain't no paint gonna cover the stains
But if the oxygen escapes it'll smother the
No introduction doesn't speak his own
Gonna beat them demons at own game
The sunset to the end slow
Same song echoing of the window
You can't grow if the don't fit you
Sometimes you get low just to get through
No inspiration left to do your when,
nobody you more than you're reflection
the shame until it stuffs the drain
He's got two and a bucket of paint, come on