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 girl, cyanotic too soon
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 out this way?
all those cheap shots 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 stole the rights to your
to your soul, rights to your soul

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

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

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

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

Why have you turned out way?
Have all hot shots got you running so far away?

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

Owns, owns the to your soul
Numb like a mortician, funeral parlor
I remember such a rose
Before the heroin stole the to your soul
Rights to your soul, to your soul