Luyện nghe bài hát Mirrors

Dear White
Oh, damn night
Wouldn't believe how much it
In the summer
With red feet
You'll be nursing a bloody

Wrecked
We'll talk in our
But I dare to sit too close
I be your Prince
your secrets are safe
I am the mirror that let go

With hair as black as
Her skin, a dead, white
And the red on the wall

With breath
And every
Tip-toe away
Further away from this
I'm no I'm no saint, saint
It's not what you anyway
All the cold that caught
The bones you brought
The blood you've lost
You built your body in the where you sleep

Let this breathe
'Cause its what it
I'm suffocating the to keep you
I like a saint
But swing like a
And inadvertently you
To believe I'm Prince
your bedroom with hints
Take the red from your
And ink it your skin
Now watch you say
there's nothing gray
About the color of sin

hair as black as night
Her skin, a dead, white
And the red on the wall

With every
And every
Tip-toe further
Further from his mistakes
I'm no I'm no saint, saint
It's not what you anyway
All the cold you've caught
The that you brought
The blood that lost
You your body in the coffin where you sleep

(... indecipherable...
Operate, Operate, Operate,
or it'll you too...)

With breath
And intake
further away
You're bleeding, your
mistake
I'm no I'm no saint, saint
You need to see the pieces you've thrown
All the that you've caught
The bones that you
The blood you've lost
Keep your body, get the away from me