Luyện nghe bài hát Beau Suicide

My face is
My so sad
With myself as a

I'm done with my drink
My clouds wipe my up off
And under the
The blue...
And red, on the edge of my
The of despair
in my ears

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

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

My face is blue
My mirror at my reflection
I see it again someday?