Luyện nghe bài hát Black Sheep Boy, Pt4

Bleeding black boy
Mirror in
the receiver
Trace the station
to my number
And my reasons
For this and these accusations
night that the numbers paired off like lovers collided together, so I can't remember my name or my nation.
Bathe 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
denim phantom
Face full of flames, ears full of cheers that have
I'd slice off the the sprung right from those temples
I was chased my bedroom
I was from my candles by fear of the numbers paired off like lovers
Colliding together so I can't remember my face or my
black sheep boy
The floor just wont you
You hover the room
Get in battered mustang, and the back seat will be your tomb

And I into Baltimore and I found a hotel room
Where I to escape you
But the line wouldn't go through
And inside the mirror well I saw you stand 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, falling down from the ceiling where the mirror is stealing the light to reveal us both
The night that we're both and the black pool of your shadow, you cracked out of my head
Go back beyond the or I'll smash your mirror 'till you're dead.