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 Number
to kill, much like me
Takes a look at the free world the gate
Of a and escapes.

I leave the baits, the awaits
Snare well for the littermate.
all but one, one by one.

Eleven little
Annihilate.
Number Nine's not in sight...
Hiding, for the eats the day
Kisses burn the wings away

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

for an early tomb, destiny's
Trailed it to the Pagan Cathedral."

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

In (sane), in (pain)
Ran into a
Eye (love), Eye (hate)
don't need
Lights (on), (out)
it loud and clear...
and hear the roar.

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

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

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

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