Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted

You sit stone-faced, as if I'm not here
Can't you see that I've crying?
I know you'd be insane
Dreams can be so
You're an I can't reach, a wound that won't heal
The smell of that's burning
I didn't you'd be insane
But it's true, and say all I am to you is a

Pain in my neck, in my side
on my blade, blood on my knife
Been of her, all of my life
But she won't come true, she's just my nightmare I up to

She's twisted, he's a rebel, she's sick, he's to handle
The worst part of all is he just don't
She's twisted like a rope, is wrapped around his throat
But the worst part of all is she don't give a (shit)
(She don't a shit)

Sometimes I wish that just die
'Cause I'm too of leaving
I didn't you'd be insane
Dreams can be so
(How did it to this?
Why do I fantasize to kill you you're sleeping?)
I didn't know you feel the
When I say no good, all you are to me, is a

in my neck, thorn in my side
Stain on my blade, on my knife
dreaming of her, all of my life
But she won't come true, she's my nightmare I woke up to

She's twisted, he's a rebel, she's sick, he's hard to
The worst part of all is he just don't
She's twisted like a rope, that is wrapped his throat
But the worst part of all is she really give a

Love no fairytale, love is a buried nail
Inside of this heart of stone, so you wanna get Well
Romeo, Romeo, smokin' blow Antonio
In the back alley takin' of whiskey and only gold
at the nudie bar, doin' God only knows
Neither one of 'em came to see the dog and the pony
But a is a bitch, and a horse is a horse, ain't it?
Sorry, I can't afford to get daddy's old Porsche painted
Sorry, that you embedded the sayin'
If a dollar makes you holler, well I'm gettin' the short change of it
Feel like I've asleepin' alone and lovin' this angel
Entangled a dream and a coma
Walkin' the edge of this cliff, a sheep to it's owner
Then wake up to this bitch with an evil persona
Now if you say that you hate somebody and you livin' with
they pack up and leave and then you bitch about how you miss 'em
You gotta see the pattern of the all over the steerin' wheel
Love is a cannibal ridin' a carnival
'Round and 'round we roll, it stops, baby nobody knows
Some go crazy and they lose control
Some people off, some people won't let go
Some say love, some people say why
Some don't love, they just want a free ride
The rain won't stop, it'll dry
If she's in the house of pain then is standin' outside

She's twisted, he's a rebel, sick, he's hard to handle
The worst part of all is he don't care
She's twisted like a rope, that is around his throat
But the worst of all is she really don't give a (shit)
(She give a shit)

But maybe I'm the twisted one that screwed up
So I this means goodbye, for now