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 have to grin now the blood rolls my chin
Oh you know you painted so much blue and I'm much than that too
Oh mirror, did I do to you?

And you're my voyeur, see every line chase to destinations
On through 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 to make eyes red when they're clear and fresh instead?
Oh mirror, I wish you'd your head

I'm on a gig, and I'm feelin' kinda good
I run and look at you just a pop star 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 that long before I smash you, hear my song
Oh mirror, I'm sorry you were