Luyện nghe bài hát Cut Hands The Solution

Hey,
I'll you:
helping
I'll you:
You're the right thing
I can see used
And I don't know where been
But I do know failures still haunt you
Thoughtless remarks you later regret
hard to own up and take the blame
For being a nervous wreck
So go on be a fucking onlooker
So you can sit and not-think pain
I about gasping attacks and mirror-blood
I know about and shame
I know a more than you realise
A fuck of a lot than you think
I why you can take a kiss
But not a hug
I know you bite your fat banana
And I know why need to shave
I you're a slow fussy pathetic eater
And I know you don't much
But I'll tell you:
It's
And still tell you:
You're doing the right
Question: did you hurt yourself to make somebody sorry?
How do you pretend to be sick?
You ever wanted very much but never told anybody about it?
Are you such a you can't live without a fucking sundae?
You ever a bit too much fuss over your cuts?
Yes, the cutting will be dramatic
If you get the crisscross right
And an exposed piece of bone
Ready for
And in a few seconds'
In a drop of anal red the
And your totally disgusting diseased disgusting excuse of a body
to react
Till days after the cutting
The cancer says well
In between fairground twitches
And clearly white scaly
Tinkerboy burnt it out
The little cunt doesn't know what the fuck he's about
And weeks after the cutting
You really don't
How well can you
How soon cheap are forgotten
Because there's no wasted kleenex or
Nobody would give a fucking
For a quasi-glamour of symptoms
For Russells sign
And for your sleepless lucidity
Because if they were provoked?
prefectness and it's all there
No pointless trawling through self-helped books for triggering examples
No more trash or drunken wisdom
At first it seems not to be
Til you get that of danger
That you can no longer convince yourself it's not working
and more and more
So right now would be a time for blackmail
Who you ever tried to make guilty?
Have you told on anyone?
What somebody has you not to tell
My question: I said have you ever told on
Yet I'll you:
It's
And I'll tell
You're doing the right
More and more you wonder if really gives a fuck
Do you sometimes that:
You talk too
You don't listen
Do you admit to others push you around?
Who's pushing you around
Who's on you now?
Who's the pervert on you now, kuckle-nicks?
Has he successfully an ethic?
Has he destroyed a body?
I'll show you it like not to have hands
And I'll show you how to on tight
I'll you how to piss on your own bedclothes
And sit in a
learn to sweat while unconscious
And I'll you the electric stick
learn about the kitty-cut
Before the privilege of seeing own blood
let you suck brown-brown and clairil
So you know how so brave
I'll show you the wide-awake
And now you can buy some fucking
So new can you:
Spot a who's like me?
Can
Imagine a difference their body and yours?
Can
Imagine a who looks like me?
Could
Spot a person who looks unlike
Can
Spot a who's how you want to be?
Can
Imagine a person who never want to be?
people is a fucking degrading thing to do to them
And one day the you'll understand
One day the you'll understand
Cut hands has the
We'll feed you to hungry bird
We'll you to every starving animal
And let them eat fat till they're full
And will let drink blood till they're drunk
As I you:
helping
While I you:
doing the right thing