Luyện nghe bài hát Munchhausen Syndrom

Whatever the in black does
Her are covered by silk gloves
She's a lady that elegant'n stylish
No one knows that she in misery

Sometimes she's alone in her apartment
in her soul she experiences her inner pain
It starts with running down the floor
it stops

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

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

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

Year for
Month for
Day for day
for hour

When she was a
Her parents gave no
Only she was sick
Everybody took of her

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

Year for
Month for
Day for day
for hour

When she had problems as a
Her parents gave no
But she had an accident
All care of her

And now forty
It's still in her mind
She's controlled by - syndrom
Incurable and to death