Luyện nghe bài hát PENANCE FIRE BLUES

I see papers and
Stacked up in
mean much before
They're lining in the

As a bottomless heat
To harness anger
Your and
deepest desire

Because no truth stolen
That's been ever brought
From the minds of the
Looking down on the gutter

'Cause this world's of thinkers
And suffragette
Who deny that they ever a dress
Oh this god forsaken town's in a

And all the been let out loose
Is to amuse
As it you by the throat
And out all the times you've used

But now you don't
You when you speak
You yourself to nighttime
Trying to find feet

Oh let me run (lord, lord, lord)
Run lord, let me run,
So let me run (lord, lord, lord)
Run lord, let me run

But as the morning
That light sends a
The twist of hope helps you down
Is left to and stir

You back down a
To the darkness
And you fool
You did it all for her
And him, and her

And all the truths been let out
Is to amuse
As it you by the throat
And strings out all the you've used

But now you don't
You when you speak
You turn yourself to
Trying to find feet
Trying to find you now.

Run lord (lord lord)
Run lord, let me run
Oh let me run (lord lord lord)
Run lord, let me run

But I've seen your face
Rich boy playing
the whores
Ignoring calls

Now you don't
You when you speak
You turn to nighttime
Trying to find feet