Luyện nghe bài hát Soulburner

Sometimes of suicide
The thought sharpens my mind
Deep in manic depression
I hear my own cries

These are so twisted I can hardly
Look out the edge of my world
Those feelings of losing sense of touch
I tried to with my hands

Sometimes of suicide
The thought that sharpens my
Sometimes life much cheaper
So cold, dull and

These are so twisted I can hardly
out from the edge of my world
Those feelings of every sense of touch
I tried to with my hands

near the end of my dream
However I'm leaving
I've tried to feel the way feel
But just not for me