Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Singer In A Session Band

See the singer in the session band
Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone
Felt the quickness of pity like a in a pan
For the soul singer in the session

A red carpet bagger a blackberry call
To the piranhas in the city of salt
Wasted wheat campaign, post no bills on the wall
You mean nothing to no one but that's nobody's

See the soul singer in the session
Shredded to ribbons a microphone stand
the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
For the soul singer in the band

I had a lengthy discussion about the of myth
With a post-modern author who exist
In this world, all reality twists
I was a hopeless romantic, now I'm turning tricks

Just that soul singer in the session band
Shredded confetti beneath a stand
Saw the conflict of slipping cash in the hand
Of the soul singer in the session

Now his room is on since he painted it red
There are a stranger's silk at the foot of the bed
He's been to and funerals but he still never wept
Now sorrow is when you want it instead

Just that soul singer in the session band
Wailed like an infant atop a white grand
We'll need every sandbag and man
To save the singer in the session band

Headlights or taillights, it's a flip of a
I've been coming and going the day I was born
And I the breadcrumbs but I never got home
I old in an instant, now I am all on my own

See the soul in the session band
to nothing beneath the microphone stand
Saw the wave of the future through the in the dam
Drowned the soul singer in the band
Bless the soul singer in the session