Luyện nghe bài hát Bruises

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

How can be rationalised?
Your brain's programmed all of those
What do you yourself about our situation
How can you look at
Without some sort of revelation

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

Now I tend to every emotion
I'm just so up in this I cannot
this hazed proprtion.

Alright now be fair
I'll just pull you by hair
I kick from time to time
And then I'll love you in the
It'll be just like
be your girl you'll 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 of watching you die
I strive off the image of you cry
I feed off the feeling of, of you need
I lick the illusion of watching you