Luyện nghe bài hát Through The Looking Glass

I'm feelin' ugly, I'm feelin low, mornin' mirror, you ain't no
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 know you painted so much blue and I'm younger than that too
Oh mirror, did I do to you?

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

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

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

Oh, I'll never look at you '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