Luyện nghe bài hát Through The Looking Glass

I'm ugly, I'm feelin 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 have to grin now the blood down my chin
Oh you know you so much blue and I'm much 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, a mis-spent youth

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

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

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