Luyện nghe bài hát To My Better Angel

I lost all today in suicidal featherweights
With wrists and weaker fists
This is the last fight ill away..
And there's something locked in her attic
So im told...
I can it on my face
I still you everywhere
...and operator I hold much longer...
there's a spot by a bathroom door
Where I dropped so fast straight through the
When I lost my grip on
Eight feet water is where we dare
Our locked lips keep out the and the liars
Full of but air...
So if talks of me tell them I am never coming home again
Just them I am gone...
Theres a place I might fit in, but it reeks like where we've been
Perfect footprints from our feet that our haunted by me
To the lady of the hour (I hear) love is all the rage
Your skin way too sour and I've lost my sense of taste...
Theres a hole we all fall in
Where we for oxygen
That's where I my grip and became king
feet undercover, don't forget that im here
Warm secrets under with new friends
And holiday lovers...
So if talks of me
Tell them ill be gone forever without scars
That are invisible....