Luyện nghe bài hát Black Sheep Boy, Pt4

Bleeding sheep boy
in pieces
Turn the
the police station
Lying to my
And my reasons
For this paranoia and accusations
Each night that the numbers off like lovers collided together, so I can't remember my name or my nation.
black sheep boy
Go back the pasture
You cracked out my
And in your battered mustang, in the seat will be your bed.
black sheep boy
Dark denim
Face full of flames, ears full of cheers have fandom
I'd slice off the the sprung right from those temples
I was from my bedroom
I was chased from my candles by fear of the numbers paired off like
Colliding together so I can't remember my face or my
Pacing sheep boy
The floor just support you
You hover the room
Get in your mustang, and the back seat will be your tomb

And I rode into Baltimore and I a hotel room
Where I tried to you
But the phone line go through
And inside the mirror I saw you stand there staring out
I don't your eyes, your mouth, or any other lines that come flying out
Nothing heard from you sounds sane or safe, words falling down from the ceiling where the mirror is stealing the light to reveal us both
The night we're both peeling and the black pool of your shadow, you cracked out of my head
Go back beyond the pasture or I'll smash mirror 'till you're dead.