Luyện nghe bài hát Black Sheep Boy, Pt4

Bleeding black boy
in pieces
Turn the
Trace the station
Lying to my
And my reasons
For this paranoia and accusations
Each night that the numbers paired off like lovers collided together, so I can't my name or my nation.
black sheep boy
Go back beyond the
You out my head
And in your battered mustang, in the back seat be your bed.
Burning sheep boy
Dark phantom
Face full of flames, full of cheers that have fandom
I'd slice off the horns the right from those temples
I was chased from my
I was chased from my candles by fear of the numbers paired off like
Colliding together so I can't remember my or my station
Pacing black boy
The floor just support you
You hover the room
Get in your battered mustang, and the back seat will be your

And I rode into and I found a hotel room
I tried to escape you
But the phone wouldn't go through
And inside the mirror well I saw you there staring out
I don't your eyes, your mouth, or any other lines that come flying out
Nothing I've heard from you sounds sane or safe, words falling down from the ceiling where the mirror is stealing the to reveal us both
The night that we're peeling and the black pool of your shadow, you cracked out of my head
Go back the pasture or I'll smash your mirror 'till you're dead.