Luyện nghe bài hát The Vice

Number nine out of eleven little
apples, all the way...
Littermates, all different fates...
Taught them almost all I

and now, the best, the
Number Nine of little littermates,
almighty,
is my throne.

In the bright daylight, little Nine
Dressed to kill, like me
Takes a look at the world behind the gate
Of a and escapes.

I the baits, the night awaits
well hidden for the littermate.
all but one, one by one.

Eleven littermates
Annihilate.
Only Nine's not in sight...
Hiding, for the moonlight the day
Kisses the paperthin wings away

1:47.
Hate me, hate me, if want you to break me
Love is for - the
And the restless, in the end.
A broken lock and a dream

for an tomb, destiny's overruled
it back to the Pagan Cathedral."

Don't love me, you dare!
I lie, I and I don't care
Don't you go telling me tales fidelity.
truth ain't with me

In (sane), in (pain)
Ran a needle
Eye (love), Eye (hate)
don't anyone
Lights (on), (out)
read it and clear...
and the lion roar.

without my eyes, they me,
untied.
I my weakness into a
profession
more I hear, I see
I can
the path I
I did was a must,
Faced the music, from the light, alone...
a view.

Someone thought to know me
me in a wishing well...
mistakes, we all do,
Worst of was trusting in a stranger.

For now I'm feeling
poison, liked the sign
Now touch the fear
Impaired, to sincere.

One step behind you, turn around and I am gone what I need.
The essense of timely death, and dark, Love Less Hard.