Luyện nghe bài hát White Picket Fence

I've cut off the curls, I half my face
Became half the man, you to replace
I'm willing to save you, you said worth saving
But half of my appetite's lost half craving

in the mirror, well that's me beside you
The one the smile, the one who abides you
And I don't the madman, the killer, the lover
Well he's fading one into the other

And is that white picket fence
That I painted myself in the late of April?
are the daffodil mountains?
I know that they're somewhere around by the garden

You say that happy, well you should know better
I see that you've up that rip in your sweater
That some lover tore off you, that left you shaking
That bled inside you the wound you'd forsaken

And is that white picket fence
That I painted myself in the late of April?
are the daffodil mountains?
I know they're somewhere around here by the garden

Don't fear I save you, don't shout you'll awaken
The in the desert staked out beside you
I cut off his wing and half his face
But I that I saw his eyes move