Luyện nghe bài hát Painting The White To Grey

Face I am nothing complete by sarcastic tastes
What a I think I'd rather die
Wanting never gaining I find pondering life
Always situations I can hide

tears of anger, hate, depressed
I know the me, never know what to do
pour out the life a bottle of the vive
A desperate cry for something else to

I'm in a daze by pain
A failing force that to change
Painting the to gray
the white to

Numb body
Blood from the skin
the white to gray
Painting the to

Plastic always
A of a psychopathic with a razor crawling through the attic
I somewhere out there someone cares
me to get my head out of the clouds
As they think time repair

These scars will never
I'll never be the same little one hopes of one day maybe being sane
I might tried before but I locked the door
Now I need a reason to it

I'm in a daze caused by
A force that wants to change
the white to gray
Painting the to gray

Numb body
Blood dripping the skin
Painting the to gray
the white to

Cutting and
I know I'm not the definition of model I'm always dropping
Lying and
I rarely find the relevance in always competing or trying, I take

I need to feel the shame in what it was I did
I need to feel the shame in it was that I did
Painting the to gray
the white to gray

[Incomprehensible]

In the back of a puppeteer bathroom floor is where I
Is I tried, is where I tried, is where I tried
Is I tried to die

Painting the to gray
the white to gray
Painting the white to

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