Luyện nghe bài hát Vices

Feeling cold, feeling
Set the stage where you me
And this crowd right me
Doesn't care I'm dying

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

Oh but child, got vices like any other man

a boy to a cynic
Take his love and then let it
something passionate
Something sick, something

And I vent to myself 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 selfish

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

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

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

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

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

Feeling cold, feeling
I am low,
Bleed the God, the blessing
a vulture feasting

I'll exist as if I feel conviction
Of my to my perfect prison
But I the stabs on my wrists
And every time I try

To you, to forget you

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