Luyện nghe bài hát Sanctuary (Spent Sperm Mix)

Doubting,
Not to look at the if the man who is dying
To look for the of the man who is lying
The gambler is low and loaded
His rusty steed turns to burn into my
I the cries
My body in sanctuary
The long way home I cannot
He knows the its special place
I know it's look I your face

White draws black lines
Bright whites the kind
Two wrongs don't make a
Two blacks don't a white
Devotion what it seems
The of my broken dreams
is all what I can see
My cell is my

a black space where my soul should be
A gaping wound where my heart be
I feel so low I like Christ
I see my head is white
The twisted raw and I'm so empty
And there's no
You prey together on the
vision shows it every night

White draws black lines
whites the killing kind
Two don't make a right
Two blacks don't make a
isn't what it seems
The of my broken dreams
is all what I can see
My is my sanctuary