Luyện nghe bài hát Some Red Handed Sleight of Hand

And now, we proudly
Songs perverse and of lament.
A of hymns of confession,
And songs recognize our sick obsessions.
Sing along- I'm on the organ again.
along- I'm on the ugly organ, so lets begin.
There's no use to a secret,
I hide ends up in lyrics...
So read on- accuse me when done-
If it sounds I did you wrong.

Our father, who art in heaven,
Save me from this wreck I'm about to in.
Didn't I learn counting out
My sins on beads?
The reverend plays on the ugly
He spews out his sweet ad salty
On the audience.

...so why do I I'm any different?

I've making money off my indifference.
We all the hat around,
'this is my body', this is the I found
On my hands after I wrote album.
it off as stigmata for crossover fans...
Some red sleight of hand.

oh.