Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Secrets

Shh, okay, it's okay
is our, dirty, little, secret

We're all alone in the
My hands are stoned pity
I could get by or get high fifty, yeah
And I, I, I, I don't pretty, today

And there's a lady in a
Her reads her fables
About the moon and his
He's in her room night

And feeds upon a
Of silken robes, an altar of
But the is unable
To run, run, run

And flee his of babel
So blood, blood,
Slithers her ankles

We're all alone in the
My hands are stoned with
I get by or get high with fifty, yeah
And I, I, I, I feel pretty, today

Come one, all, witness the fall
Cry to the sky, we break away
Uprising, uprising,
In the of secrets

What happens here stays here, say nothing
What here stays here, say nothing disappear

Uprising, what happens here here
Uprising, say nothing
Uprising,

Locked in the chamber of hysterics
in the house of secrets
In the of secrets
I tell you of loneliness, shh