Luyện nghe bài hát The Art of Suicide (Acoustic Version)

The art of suicide, nightgowns and
flying every which-way
The too pure to hide, ridges of size
to conceal lover's lies

Under the of moonlight and sky
Suddenly to contemplate why

Why, why a life
That's painted with pity and and strife?
Why dream a
That's tainted with trouble and less than it

Why bother
Just for a poem or another sad to sing?
Why live a lie? Why a lie?

The art of suicide, and clean
Conveys a theatrical
Alas, I've gone she cried, veins
Melodramatically

the arches of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to why

Why, why live a
That's painted pity and sadness and strife?
Why a dream
That's tainted with trouble and less than it

Why bothering
Just for a poem or sad song to sing?
Why live a lie? Why live a

Why a life
That's painted pity and sadness and strife?
Why a dream
That's tainted with trouble and less it seems?

Why bother
Just for a poem or another sad to sing?
Why live a lie? Why live a
Why live a Why live a lie?

Life is not like a gloomy
With a ending where the people are disturbed
Well, they be disturbed
Because there's a story ought to be heard

Life is not a gloomy Sunday
With a second ending where the people are
Well, they be disturbed
Because there's a that really ought to be learned

The is full of poets, we don't need any more
The is full of singers, we don't need any more
The world is full of lovers, we need any more