Luyện nghe bài hát Beau Suicide

My face is
My so sad
With myself as a

I'm with my last drink
My clouds wipe my up off
And the white
The blue...
And red, on the of my glass
The angel of
Whispers in my

my face is blue, is livid
That my is in the mirror

I myself
Be back home late
Must have on the pavement
with sadness
Graze the in the gutter
not again
And my guts out

My is blue tonight
My mirror cries at my
Will I see it again