Luyện nghe bài hát Anorexic Beauty

Sitting alone on a bar stool,
Your cold, hard eyes make me a fool.
features,
cheek-bones,
Scarlet-blooded lips and tones.

The of my nightmares,
and corpse-like.
The
Of my
Nightmares.

fingers,
And cigarettes,
So hard to apart,
She hasn't yet.
You put hand on mine,
white on brown,
Those eyes;
Well, I to drown.

The of my nightmares,
and skull-faced.
The
Of my
Nightmares.

beauty,
perfection,
beauty,

Goddess.

Sitting on
A bar stool, your
So to tell apart,
She spoken yet.
features,
cheek-bones,
Scarlet-blooded and deathly tones.

The of my nightmares,
and corpse-like.
The
Of my
Nightmares.

beauty,
perfection,
beauty,

Goddess.