Luyện nghe bài hát Through The Looking Glass

I'm feelin' ugly, I'm low, mornin' mirror, you ain't no rose
Did I it or did I lie or did I dream it?
Oh Christ, I'm

Why then did you to grin now the blood rolls down my chin
Oh you you painted so much blue and I'm much younger than that too
Oh mirror, what did I do to

And you're my voyeur, see every line them to destinations
On through time and my diary, yeah
The truth, unexpurgated a mis-spent youth

Oh, do you have to paint teeth green they're snowy, white and clean?
Do you have to make eyes red they're clear and fresh instead?
Oh mirror, I you'd lose your head

I'm on a gig, and I'm feelin' kinda good
I run and look at you like a pop star would
But you just glare at me with dark accusing eyes
That say,"My make-up's good", I'd to, I'd like so much to

Oh, I'll look at you again 'cause I'm really not that vain
Seven years bad luck ain't that long before I you, hear my song
Oh mirror, I'm sorry you wrong