Luyện nghe bài hát Black Glass

Can you see yourself not yourself?
That's the

If I paint the back of a of glass black
What I have is so complex you can never make way back
To instilled in children
villains with the greatest weapon of all time
A connection to outer layers and mind
and soul could never conceive

Or believe in a world a mirror image
a mere scrimmage when the mirror has two faces
And you can't figure out which is yours
How would the function
If you didn't know which race was

You could a face and, like, make it yours
Make hate
If the way to take notice to your
Existed in a lake or a
In a dream or a tear on a

If were no mirrors on the walls, all along the halls
And hallways and pathways and and back ways
And alleyways and or lobbies and concession stands
And along the ceilings in stores
And at newsstands and restaurants and
And back rooms and living and churches
Where is, where birth is
In hospitals and hotels and

A lot less would be seen, you would have away
She would've been a
I would have been charged and locked behind
there were mirrors on walls
All the halls
And hallways and pathways and and back ways
And and corners and lobbies and concession stands
And the ceilings in grocery stores

You stop it all
Some things fall
You made it way
'Til it all away

You stop it all
things must fall
You made it way
'Til it all away

Can you see not seeing yourself
Unless you're looking into the sea or you're seeing someone
Who in the same tone or walks with a similar step
When you're up the paper and the morning dew is wet

Or playing in a game and some fool is dripping
Or you're over a glass table putting down your bet
On a world an obsession over attributes so set
On a physical vehicle decorated, displayed the get-go

Get low esteem, add it DNA and traits
Then you can say the hate for self in reflections
Get low esteem, add it DNA and traits
you can say the hate for self expresses in reflections

No clear views or rear
Freeways would be overcrowded fender-benders
And middle would be thrown up in faces
As as compact mirrors can be found in purses
Life would be the worstest, or it be a remedy?

No more seven years bad for breaking the reflective glass
productivity women wouldn't be running back and forth in bathrooms
To that ass
Less and money would be wasted on
Pathetic cosmetic made to entice
And glamor girls would have a fit
And Michael Jackson still be black, ya know?

You made it way
it all blows away

I will not stare if you not talk
I not stare if you will not talk
I will not if you will not talk
I will not stare if you will not

You can't it all
Some things must
You made it way
it all blows away

You can't it all
things must fall
You it that way
it all blows away

I not stare if you will not talk
I will not stare if you will not
I not stare if you will not talk
I will not stare if you will not

take a drink
Nobody's

A small one won't us