Luyện nghe bài hát The Vice

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

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

In the daylight, little Number Nine
Dressed to kill, much me
Takes a look at the free behind the gate
Of a and escapes.

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

Eleven little
Annihilate.
Only Number not in sight...
Hiding, for the moonlight the day
Kisses the paperthin wings away

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

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

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

In (sane), in (pain)
Ran into a
Eye (love), Eye (hate)
need anyone
Lights (on), (out)
it loud and clear...
and hear the roar.

without my eyes, they me,
untied.
I turned my weakness a
fine
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 me well
me in a wishing well...
mistakes, we all do,
Worst of was trusting in a stranger.

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

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