Luyện nghe bài hát Rights To Your Soul

Walking on a day down in Warland Square
we came upon a begging flower with dreadlocks in her hair
A younger girl, cyanotic too
She shoots us back a look, keep pity to yourself
she turns away so violently and fixes up again
Life-stealing chill into her

Why have you turned out this
Have all those cheap shots got you running so far

it owns, owns the rights to your soul
Numb like a mortician, funeral cold
Somewhere the rot lies a rose
the poison stream stole the rights to your soul
Rights to your soul, rights to soul

Reluctantly I throw some cash and in her can
Knowing full that the money is earmarked for a bad plan
Admit to a fault, I guess
She smiles, half cries, catch that pity in my eyes
she looks away within a hurry for her begging cry
Christ, she on her last leg

Why have you out this way?
Have all those hot shots got you so far away?

Because it owns, the rights to your soul
Numb like a mortician, parlor cold
Somewhere beneath the rot a rose
Before the poison stole the rights to your soul
Rights to your soul, rights to soul

How do you concede life to a dragon?
How about kicking your demons loose for a on the wagon?

Why you turned out this way?
Have all those hot got you running so far away?

Because it owns, owns the rights to your
Numb like a mortician, parlor cold
beneath the rot lies a rose
Before the poison stream the rights to your soul
Rights to your soul, to your soul

Owns, owns the rights to soul
Numb like a mortician, funeral cold
I remember such a little
Before the heroin stole the to your soul
Rights to your soul, rights to your