Luyện nghe bài hát Vices

Feeling cold, empty
Set the where you want me
And crowd right before me
care that I'm dying

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

Oh but child, I've got vices like any man

Raise a boy to a
Take his love and let it turn
Into passionate
sick, something rabid

And I vent to keep myself from
I don't hate you, I just hate where I'm
I'm left here asking, when did I in
My bleeding heart for a selfish

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

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

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

Oh but Lover, I've got vices any other man
Vices that not used to
Vices that'll you think

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

cold, feeling empty
I am low,
Bleed the God, the blessing
Like a feasting

I'll exist as if I don't conviction
Of my ignorance to my perfect
But I feel the on my wrists
And every time I try

To forget you, to you

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