Luyện nghe bài hát Vices

Feeling cold, empty
Set the stage where you me
And crowd right before me
Doesn't care that I'm

And the audience stands their eyes fixed
On the version of me
I'm so by your hopes
But I not hide myself for your peace of mind

Oh but child, got vices like any other man

a boy to a cynic
Take his love and let it turn
Into something
Something sick, something

And I vent to keep from caving
I don't hate you, I just hate I'm heading
I'm left here asking, did I trade in
My bleeding heart for a win?

Oh but Mother, I've got vices like any man
that you're not used to
Vices that'll make you think of me

Leave me numb, leave me
a dream, I just play dead
I've been blessed, I've hated
She's the constant and I'm her

She's the only peace in world, uneasy
While I bite my tongue to keep from the heart
That I've my whole life seeking
The only heart I've needed

Oh but Lover, got vices like any other man
that you're not used to
Vices that'll make you

Oh but Lover, I've got like any other man
that you're not used to
Vices make you think less of me, less of me

cold, feeling empty
I am low,
the God, bleed the blessing
Like a vulture

exist as if I don't feel conviction
Of my to my perfect prison
But I feel the stabs on my
And ankles every I try

To forget you, to you

Oh but Jesus, I've got vices any other man
that you're so used to
Vices won't make you think less of me