Luyện nghe bài hát The Shame

My heart is a black loom,
weaving jackets for children who'll be born.
My are abandoned factories
heartbreak and hate for the world.
As we waltz the broken dance of our
this ballroom has been groped by so evil whims.
As I drill the last into you,
the well of your has hardened into glue.
Everything is to be just awful when we're around.
All the colors rot off your sight when we're around.
I the day that I sold my smile to that nice couple
who lost first child.
I in a set of sympathy,
and a of popcorn for the cemetary.
But now my face is all off, the sky is boarded up,
the hills covered in cloth.
How chords till this song vomits out real love?
How feathers to pluck naked the soiled dove?
How many whores till you send away for trophy?
And how many punches till you give yourself for free?
Because those bruises on your face look the sun setting in disgrace.
(From these you can see the whole city
laid out groveling like a field of soldiers.
The billboards in and hissing,
the sky scrapers stitching the of the earth.
As they the broken dance of their limbs
their has been groped by so many evil whims.)
Everything is going to be awful when we're around.
All the colors gonna rot off your when we're around.
I am just a pleased to meet you can I show you around.
Every thing go the shadows the seagulls when we're around.
is our shame.