Luyện nghe bài hát An Old Book Misread

False hope handed down, all around,
ignorance from past generations.
How many times and with how many
How many twisted endings for you, for you to
It's not for you to say what every heart pay.
Another body and soul that your own.
Get off my back, this was never for me.
So, it away.

I don't a thing, can't make believe i do.
something I don't need.
It's something you do and I respect you.
Turning that page, turning that page in an old misread.

Twenty something rows back, now offer up souls
at the of a single white robe.
All things but, do you really know what?
worst creation has got you, you in its hold.
I refuse to stand, I to stand for organized crime.
Organized crime comes in more than one,
and god is no exception.

I don't feel a thing, can't believe I do.
It's I don't need.
something that you do, and I respect you.
Turning that page, turning page in an old book misread.

If I'm not being clear this right is about
my disgust with the way I was brought up.
I'm it back, my piece of mind.
We'll it at that.
In '83 a lamb was led for many until it's head began to swell.
It did explode reasons to think on it's, to think on it's own.

I don't feel a thing, can't make I do.
It's something I need.
It's that you do, I respect you.
that page on an old book misread.
I don't feel a thing, can't make I do.
something I don't need.
It's something that you do, and I you.
Turning that page, turning that page in an old misread.
An old misread.