Luyện nghe bài hát Play Me Backwards

You don't have to me backwards
To get the of my verse
You have to die and go to Hell
To the Devil's curse

Well, I my life was a photograph
On the family card
Kids all dressed in buttons and
And lined up in the

Were the days of childhood
So lyrical and
Or did the picture to fade
On the day that I was

I've seen them the candles
heard them bang the drum
And I've Mama, I'm cold as ice
And I got no to run

Let the night begin, there's a pop of
And the sudden rush of
There's a little boy riding on a head
And a girl playing the harlot

There's a in an empty church
Of sweet baby Rose
And a man in a mask from
Is peeling off my

I've seen them light the
I've heard bang the drum
And I've Mama, I'm cold as ice
And I got no to run

So, I'm paying for
out the truth
Chasing
down the proof

You don't to play me backwards
To get the of my verse
You don't to die and go to Hell
To feel the curse

I'll stand before altar
And tell everything I
I've come to my childhood
At the of baby Rose

I've seen light the candles
heard them bang the drum
I've seen them the candles
I've heard them bang the