Luyện nghe bài hát Munchhausen Syndrom

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

Sometimes when alone in her apartment
Deep in her soul she experiences her inner
It starts with up'n down the floor
Suddenly it

She cowers in a cramped position
And begins on her fingernails
Then by cutting up her already maimed
And hands with a razor-blade

She her tortured bloody fists on the floor
Unable to feel the 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 that with many others
It

Year for
for month
Day for day
Hour for

When she was a
Her parents no love
Only when she was
Everybody took of her

And now she's
It's still in her mind
It returns - n - again
And it

for year
Month for
Day for day
Hour for

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

And now she's
It's still deep in her
She's controlled by muchhausen -
Incurable and damned to