Luyện nghe bài hát Painting

Ain't no color 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 from the he witnessed
stay away from the memories, sticks with
each detail in stone
like he chiseled those convictions his bones
the progress stops and pauses spits and
like the faucets
and it's obvious lost in his regrets,
you can smell it on his

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

Ain't no color paint gonna cover the
But if the escapes it'll smother the flames
No introduction doesn't speak his own
Gonna beat demons at they own game
The sunset rides to the end
Same song echoing outside of the
You can't if the skin don't fit you
you gotta get low just to get through
No inspiration to do your best when,
nobody hates you than you're reflection
the shame until it stuffs the drain
He's got two and a bucket of paint, come on