🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Bullet - Hollywood Undead

 My legs are dangling off  edge,
 The  of a bottle is my only friend,
 I think I slit my wrists again and  gone, gone, gone,
 My legs are  off the edge,
 A stomach full of pills didn't  again,
 I put a bullet  my head and I'm gone, gone, gone.
 
 Gone too far, yeah  gone again,
  gone on too long, tell you how it ends,
 Sitting on the edge with my 2 best 
 Ones a bottle of pills, ones a  of gin,
 20 stories up, yeah, up  the top,
 I polish off this bottle, now it's pushing me 
 Asphalt to me has never looked so 
 I  my momma found my letter, now shes calling the cops,
 I gotta take this opportunity before I miss 
 'Cause now I  the sirens and they're off in the distance,
  me when I tell you that I've been persistent,
 'Cause I'm more scarred, more scarred than  wrist is,
 I've been trying too long, with too dull of  knife,
 But tonight I made sure that I  it twice,
 I never bought a suit before  my life,
 But when you go to meet God, you know you wanna  nice.
 
 So if I survive, then  see you tomorrow, yeah I'll see you tomorrow.
 
  legs are dangling off the edge,
 The bottom of  bottle is my only friend,
 I think I slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, 
 My legs are dangling off  edge,
 A stomach  of pills didn't work again,
 I put a  in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone.
 
 Hit the sky,  goes the light, no more sun, why's it always night?
  you can't sleep, well, you can't dream,
 When you  dream, well, whats life mean?
  feel a little pity, but don't empathize,
 The  are getting older, watch a young man die,
  Mother and a Son and someone you know, smile at each other and realize you don't
 You don't know what  to that kid you raised,
 What  to the Father, who swore he'd stay?
 I didn't know 'cause you didn't 
 Now Momma feels guilt, now Momma feels 
 When you  young, you never thought you'd die,
 Found that you could but too scared  try,
 You looked in the mirror and  said goodbye,
  to the roof and see if you could fly.
 
  if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow, yeah I'll see you tomorrow.
 My legs are  off the edge,
  bottom of a bottle is my only friend,
 I think  slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone,
 My legs  dangling off the edge,
 A stomach  of pills didn't work again,
 I put a bullet in my head and  gone, gone, gone.
 
 I wish that  could fly, way up in the sky,
 Like a bird  high,
 Oh I might just 
  wish that I could fly, way up in the sky,
 Like a bird so 
  I might just try,
  I might just try.