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 you're saving
But half of my appetite's half it's craving

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

And where is that white fence
I painted myself in the late days of April?
Where are the mountains?
I know that somewhere around here by the garden

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

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

Don't fear I will save you, don't you'll awaken
The corpse in the desert out beside you
I cut off his wing and shaved half his
But I thought I saw his eyes move