Luyện nghe bài hát The Figurehead

Sharp and open leave me
I'm sleeping less every
As the become heavier and weighted
Waiting in the cold light a

A scream tears my clothes as the figurines
spiders inside them
And on the lips of a vision of hell
I laughed in the mirror for the time in a year

A hundred words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the of dance

I think about
Please let me sleep as I slip the window
Freshly fly
You mean nothing, you mean

I can lose myself in Chinese art and girls
All the lose me in the dark, please do it right

Run the night, I will lose myself tomorrow
Crimson pain my explodes
My memory in a
Someone will listen, at least for a short

I can never say no to but you

Too many too many lies, writhing with hatred
Too many secrets, make it good tonight
With the same image haunts me, in sequence despair of

I never be clean again I touched her eyes
Pressed my stained I will never be clean again
Touched her eyes my stained face
I will never be again I will never be clean again
I will never be clean again I will be clean again