Luyện nghe bài hát Bite the Bullet

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

on the heart in my throat,
The pain is harder to swallow.

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

So could you still my lips?
Knowing kissed my wrists?

It's scary that no one saw the suicide, happening behind my eyes.
I'm still here, but I can forget.
What it's like to you're alive, But feel dead.
& you left,
I wrote name on the bullet.
So they would know you were the last thing went through my head.
I put the to my temple,
& curlde my around the trigger.
Tears rolling down my face, My eye to your picture.
& Something me, not tonight.
To the bullet.
But we both know, I the taste of Lead.