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 paranoia 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 the pasture
You cracked out my
And in your battered mustang, in the back will be your bed.
Burning black boy
denim phantom
Face full of flames, ears full of cheers that have
I'd off the horns the sprung right from those temples
I was from my bedroom
I was chased from my candles by fear of the numbers paired off lovers
Colliding together so I can't remember my face or my
Pacing sheep boy
The just wont support you
You hover the room
Get in your mustang, and the back seat will be your tomb

And I into Baltimore and I found a hotel room
Where I tried to you
But the phone line go through
And inside the mirror well I saw you stand there out
I don't recognize your eyes, mouth, or any other lines that come flying out
Nothing I've heard you sounds sane or safe, words falling down from the ceiling where the mirror is stealing the light 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 beyond the pasture or I'll smash your mirror you're dead.