Luyện nghe bài hát Painting

Ain't no color paint gonna the stains
The pictures on the will all remain
And even though home now sound and safe
Surrounded by the faces that he placed his
The images visit from the past he
Can't away from the memories, sticks with
each embedded in stone
he chiseled those convictions into his bones
the progress and pauses spits and sputters
like the basement
and it's obvious lost in his regrets,
you can it on his breath

Ain't no color paint gonna cover the
but now the is gonna mother the pain
it away, no complaints just laying on his back on his
backyard the rain
Take tomorrow but no how though for every swallow there's 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 that's waiting
Re-up until three sheets up
and pick a place for the skeletons to up

Ain't no color paint gonna the stains
But if the oxygen escapes it'll the flames
No introduction speak his own name
Gonna beat demons at they own game
The sunset rides to the end
Same song echoing 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 your when,
nobody hates you more you're reflection
Suffer the shame until it stuffs the
He's got two hands and a of paint, come on