Luyện nghe bài hát Artist

What is with her eyes?
A glossy stare that won't me be
Starts my blood cold
A gaze that make hell freeze over

I have to understand she's
But she's not, don't you me that she is dead
Watch her lips softly
Because still whispering to me
And something here is not quite

Skin so cold my touch
As I brush her hair and close her eyes
But I cannot stand to turn
When I do, be gone
frightening

Sweaty hands will to lock the door
be here soon
I wish I could keep my from grinding
I I'd stop looking behind me

Running now will make it worse
They'll be soon
I wish I shake the awful feeling
I my mind would stop

Maybe I am
And my mind is trying to me
As the ground vanishes, I
Will the sky be the next to me?

abandons canvas
And my brush can't seem to again from scratch
As I watch unravel
Why I even try to stop the collapse?
I

as I rest her body down
No one knows, me
It's

Sweaty hands will fail to lock the
be here soon
I wish I keep my teeth from grinding
I wish I'd stop looking me

Running now will only make it
They'll be soon
I wish I shake the awful feeling
I my mind would stop

I am crazy
And my mind is to deceive me
As the ground vanishes, I
the sky be the next to fail me?

Paint abandons
And my brush can't seem to start again scratch
As I watch everything
Why should I try to stop the collapse?

Why should I even try to stop the
Why should I even

There's a madman glaring, at me
Oh, I know I've seen his before
I am sure I've seen his before

Maybe I am
And my mind is trying to me
As the vanishes I wonder
the sky be the next to fail me?

Paint canvas
And my can't seem to start again from scratch
As I watch everything
Why should I even try to stop the
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