Luyện nghe bài hát The Figurehead

Sharp and open leave me
I'm less every night
As the become heavier and weighted
Waiting in the light a noise

A scream my clothes as the figurines tighten
With inside them
And dust on the of a vision of hell
I laughed in the mirror for the first in a year

A hundred other words blind me with purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of

I think about
Please let me sleep as I slip down the
Freshly fly
You nothing, you mean nothing

I can myself in Chinese art and American girls
All the time lose me in the dark, do it right

Run into the night, I will lose tomorrow
Crimson my heart explodes
My in a fire
Someone will listen, at least for a short

I can say no to anyone but you

Too many secrets too many lies, writhing hatred
Too many secrets, please make it good
With the same image haunts me, in sequence despair of

I will never be clean I touched her eyes
Pressed my stained I will never be clean again
Touched her eyes Press my face
I will never be again I will never be clean again
I will never be again I will never be clean again