Luyện nghe bài hát 3 1/2

Why am I way?
Why am I way?
Tell me
Why am I this

Open in the palms of my hands
Festering through infectious
I feel so as my life spills over you

Back step glass as I repent
I fear I prevent
from spilling your life all over me

I'm so sick, so of myself
(Mother, say you'll for me)
I'm so sick, so of myself
(I'm in my decay)

I'm so sick, so sick of
(Mother, say you'll for me)
I'm so sick, so sick of

of glass swimming in my eyes
A small in the back of my mind
That's whispering words I never want to

I pray that you hesitate
As you me degenerate
To in my wounds and extract all of my fear

I'm so sick, so of myself
(Mother, say you'll for me)
I'm so sick, so sick of
(I'm in my decay)

I'm so sick, so of myself
(Mother, say pray for me)
I'm so sick, so of myself

My suffocation,
been choking on my own blood
My suffocation,
I've been on my own blood

I'm so sick, so of myself
Mother, say you'll for me