Luyện nghe bài hát Neon Cathedral

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1, 2, now

Round here sing broken hymns
The prayers flow better I'm soaked they're gin
The air is rusty and sits in the
Bad bartender that'll pickpocket your
And a jukebox that'll steal your
Bartender, please me a confession
Exchange fear for courage in the of a well drink
There's a current, got a long way to swim
Closed the Bible a while ago, I need some shots for sin
Hail Mary, come with me, feel like Pac when it
Got some in my belly and a riot in the gut
for a band-aid, the sweet taste of blood
Then I might feel something if I don't cover it up
Watch faces, familiar places
Even if they left the vinyl booth that they stayed in
The next door, a sign that reads vacant
And a truth that's so strong I'd be a fool not to it
But yea, I'm a and I stay here
Hope these problems bail themselves, I die in here
One more, more, fuck it a night cap
Service starts at 5 tomorrow and I'll be right

this fragile frame
Lives a between pride and shame
But I've misplaced that sense of
This of thorns has punched the top my spine
But listen closely as I
has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at

I read the Bible but I the verses
The liquor is open later than the churches
by their imperfections, everything is burning
To hell with the confessions, oh the immerses
in holy water, the sin of Holy Father
Have you smelled bless that smells atmonic Vodka
11 AM in the morning and you get it off ya
Comment to the preacher but it's like the pastor talking
Until the store opens I can up on that doctrine
The people close to me say I'm in need of a
Think I got a problem but these are not apostles
This the drink of the Lord, that's according to my
to interpretation, if you're judging it I don't want it
I got tins scole like my throat when I hit the bottle
And I'm and that's why I keep on drinking
I need a refill, bar more than every weekend
Sweet Jesus, I'm getting
Shaking til I'd get a taste, my faith is seizures
Every time I away and try to leave it
Every I walk away and try to leave it

Wouldn't miss it for the
in my vices and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I off the easel
it all searching for God at the neon cathedral

Wouldn't it for the world
my vices and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I off the easel
Spend it all for God, neon cathedral
cathedral

Underneath fragile frame
Lives a battle between and shame
But I've misplaced that sense of
This crown of thorns has the top my spine
But listen as I testify
Dependency has a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at

Dependency has been a thief at
at night, thief at night
Dependency has been a at night
Thief at night, at night