Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath the Skin

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Another day she sets foot in this prison, what they'll say.
So to give, but no one ever listens.
She of running away.
Crippled by the way make her feel, she takes a look at her wrists & turns to the blade. It's not a cry for attention if she just wants to feel anything other than the pain.
Everyone deserves to be loved, but they her hate everything she was sure of!
Every day like her against the world.
Now she's afraid never be enough.

No one knows all the weight that she when she feels alone.
The memories, haunt her.
No one all the pain she brings everywhere she goes.
She they'll never want her.

She of a day when she won't have to cry herself to sleep.
at the scars on her wrists she knows this is not who she wants to be.
Another night all alone her thoughts, dwelling on the questions that race through her head.
Scared to sleep, scared to wake up & face the day when she can't forget the that they said.

No one knows all the weight that she when she feels alone.
The memories, they her.
No one sees all the pain she everywhere she goes.
She feels they'll want her.

All she wants is someone to notice; so of feeling invisible.
All she is someone to care.
If they could see that she's incredible.
She of a day when she won't have to cry herself to sleep.
Is our generation too to see true beauty lies beneath the skin?
So ignorant!
Are they too cold, too numb to see the lifelong effects of the pain they
Is our generation too to see true beauty lies beneath the skin?

No one knows all the weight she holds when she feels alone.
No one sees all the pain she brings she goes.
No one knows all the weight that she holds she feels alone.
The memories, haunt her.

No one sees all the pain she brings she goes.
She feels they'll never her.
All she is someone to notice; so sick of feeling invisible.
All she is someone to care.
If only could see that she's incredible.
She dreams of a day when she have to cry herself to sleep.
at the scars on her wrists she knows this is not who she wants to be.