Luyện nghe bài hát An Old Book Misread

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

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.

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

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

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

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