Luyện nghe bài hát Black Glass

Can you see yourself not seeing
the question

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

Or believe in a world without a image
It's a mere when the mirror has two faces
And you figure out which face is yours
How would the world
If you didn't which race was yours?

You could take a face and, like, make it
Make hate
If the way to take to your physical
in a lake or a stream
In a dream or a on a cheek

If there no mirrors on the walls, all along the halls
And hallways and pathways and shortcuts and ways
And alleyways and corners or and concession stands
And along the ceilings in grocery
And at newsstands and restaurants and
And back rooms and living rooms and
Where work is, where is
In hospitals and hotels and

A lot less would be seen, you would gotten away
She been a victim
I would have been charged and behind bars
Wishing there were mirrors on
All along the
And hallways and and shortcuts and back ways
And alleyways and and lobbies and concession stands
And along the ceilings in grocery

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You it that way
'Til it all blows

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

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

You can't it all
Some things fall
You it that way
'Til it all blows

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