Luyện nghe bài hát Mouth Like A Magazine

Turning over in interrupted
You ponder others, growing ever
You've locked the vermin in the bedroom
To be so perfect you to feel so thankful

Now find the fault your boyfriend can't read
Reflecting on to you is all the you need
So unhappy, yet so
Never found beaten down your forked tongue tied

Your eulogy is like
But mouth is like a magazine
Your is like poetry
But your mouth is like a

Queen dependency is cowering, please be confused
You are vacant and submissive, to abuse
Virtue isn't tangible and sense of self is
Names constant on your cracked lips are now

spine is made of metal, your veins are bound in electric tape
And all along an lights at random in your face
You caught up an offering and which words are lies
Then your skull echoes a pop as your brain is cauterized

eulogy is like poetry
But your is like a magazine
eulogy is like poetry
But mouth is like a magazine

Your is like poetry
But your is like a magazine
Your eulogy is poetry
But your mouth is a magazine

the walls I hear all of it's legs
There must be so to carry it over our heads
Seething and unsettled and, oh, such a let
And now rusty spokes inside my head
Are making such a grating

Your legacy is like
But mouth is like a magazine
Your eulogy is like
But mouth is like a magazine

Your eulogy is poetry
But your mouth is like a
eulogy is like poetry
But your is like a magazine

yeah
Yeah
wow