Luyện nghe bài hát Battles

Cursed by my
Teaming with of situations
I do not feel well, pressed beneath spell

my social skills
With one more and two more pills
I do not good, I thought by now I would
But then

It's like one thousand paper
in vinegar
Like the battles with
That you insecure

all just a numbing charade
Until the day you wake up
And you're not

by my own disposition
The endless hunt to find
I'm even if my cup is full

My sore are now routine
I gotta write those songs, 'em scream
They're even if their ears are full
But then

It's like one thousand paper
in vinegar
Like the battles yourself
That leave you

all just a numbing charade
Until the day you finally up
And you're not

It's one thousand paper cuts
in vinegar
Like the with yourself
That leave you

It's all just a charade
Until the day you finally up
And you're not