Luyện nghe bài hát Mirrors

Dear Miss
Oh, this night
Wouldn't how much it snows
In the heat
With red iron
You'll be nursing a nose

Princess
We'll talk in our
But I wouldn't dare to sit too
I can't be Prince
Though your secrets are
I am the mirror that let go

With hair as black as
Her skin, a dead, pearly
And the red on the bathroom

every breath
And every
Tip-toe further
Further away from mistake
I'm no I'm no saint, saint
It's not what you needed
All the cold that you've
The that you brought
The that you've lost
You built your body in the where you sleep

Let apartment breathe
'Cause its what it
I'm suffocating the to keep you
I like a saint
But like a thief
And inadvertently you
To believe I'm your
Adorn your bedroom hints
Take the red from your
And ink it into skin
Now what you say
Because there's gray
the color of your sin

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

every breath
And intake
Tip-toe away
Further away from his
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 built your body in the where you sleep

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

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