Luyện nghe bài hát Final

The is clear, I stare, with this left hand, unable
to be
time I bleed, there lies the reason to live ... And I
discover words being so vivid and

Even loved ones scatter like petals from in my hand
So even if I engraved the meaning that I in my hand, it
will be known as flowers of vanity

The

One by one it ... why be a sad bait?

Deep within the of my heart ... I can't go back
A self-torture loser, not being to see tomorrow
Suicide is the proof of

Even loved ones like petals from flowers in my hand
So if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, it
only be known as flowers of vanity

So I can't
lost can't be born again

A song that's not seeking the proof of living
Let's put an end ... The

Lets flowers of attempted suicide.