Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Mr. Gachot

You should've the sweetest part of irony
When you to place your hate on me
I know it's hard for you to while drowning in shallows
Thoughts of envy, we'll your insecurities
and protect you the sky at night
Don't think we won't forget your words until our hearts are

You watch darkness creeping in
Sit back and without a care

we stand apart from what you've made
To dismantle, to
To apart what they've made
never surrender; out black hearts will carry on
No matter you say,
no what you do, no
matter we go through

We'll never surrender; out black hearts carry on
No what you say,
no what you do, no
matter we go through

We will not up our dreams or feel threatened by you
I decide what's best for me and not be persuaded by you
I'd die before I into pressure put here by you
I'd die I give into pressure put here by you