Luyện nghe bài hát Munchhausen Syndrom

Whatever the woman in black
Her hands are covered by silk
She's a lady that looks elegant'n
No one knows she lives in misery

when she's alone in her apartment
Deep in her soul she her inner pain
It starts with running up'n down the
it stops

She then cowers in a cramped
And gnawing on her fingernails
Then continues by cutting up her maimed
And stunted hands a razor-blade

She pounds her tortured bloody on the floor
to feel the same pain we would
At the end she cries out for all worth
Making her to her seventh day

Indifferent she goes to bed or tv
Not knowing in reality
She shares that misery many others
It

Year for
for month
Day for day
Hour for

When she was a
Her parents no love
Only she was sick
Everybody care of her

And now thirty
It's still deep in her
It again - n - again
And it

for year
Month for
Day for day
for hour

When she had as a teenager
Her parents gave no
But when she had an
All took of her

And now forty
still deep in her mind
She's by muchhausen - syndrom
Incurable and damned to