Luyện nghe bài hát Through The Looking Glass

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

Why did you have 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 chase them to
On time and you're my diary, yeah
The bitter truth, unexpurgated a mis-spent

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

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

Oh, I'll never look at you again 'cause I'm really not that
Seven years bad ain't that long before I smash you, hear my song
Oh mirror, I'm sorry you were