Luyện nghe bài hát Bruises

I can't stop thinking about myself up
bruises can be covered with makeup
But down to the core I'm all
My little gives these excuses

How can be rationalised?
Your programmed all of those lies
What do you tell yourself about our
How can you look at
Without having some sort of

How do you with yourself?
How could you possibly hurt someone myself?
The saddest part though, is, I would you back
You've turned me some spineless hypochondriac

Now I tend to last emotion
I'm just so caught up in I cannot
Grasp hazed proprtion.

Alright now be fair
I'll just you by your hair
I just kick time to time
And then love you in the meantime
It'll be like before
I'll be your girl be my whore

I am not an child
I run hot nor mild
But for reason when it comes to you
I at the thought of hurting you

I smile at the thought of you die
I strive off the image of you cry
I off the feeling of, of having you need
I lick the illusion of watching you