Luyện nghe bài hát Bite the Bullet

It's hard to your story, when it's written all over your body.
We use pain to the pain, oh the irony.
They tell you to follow your heart, but when your in pieces,
piece do you follow?

Choking on the in my throat,
The pain is getting to swallow.

I was 16, I put my mattress on the floor. To rid the mosters from under my bed.
But when I looking,
They crawled up my ears, & into my head.
over time, I ran out of tears to shed, & learned to make my cry instead.

So could you still kiss my
Knowing kissed my wrists?

It's that no one saw the suicide, happening right behind my eyes.
I'm here, but I can never forget.
What it's like to know alive, But feel dead.
& you left,
I your name on the bullet.
So they would know you were the last thing that through my head.
I put the to my temple,
& my finger around the trigger.
Tears rolling down my face, My eye wandered to picture.
& told me, not tonight.
To the bullet.
But we know, I hate the taste of Lead.