Luyện nghe bài hát Black Sheep Boy, Pt4

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

And I rode Baltimore and I found a hotel room
I tried to escape you
But the phone line go through
And inside the mirror well I saw you there staring out
I don't recognize your eyes, your mouth, or any other 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 peeling and the black of your shadow, you cracked out of my head
Go back beyond the pasture or smash your mirror 'till you're dead.