Luyện nghe bài hát Battles

Cursed by my
Teaming echoes of situations
I do not feel well, pressed this spell

Polishing my skills
With one more and two more pills
I do not feel good, I thought by now I
But again

like one thousand paper cuts
Soaked in
Like the battles yourself
That leave you

It's all a numbing charade
Until the day you finally up
And not afraid

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

My throats are now routine
I gotta those songs, make 'em scream
They're insatiable even if their are full
But then

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

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

It's like one thousand cuts
in vinegar
Like the with yourself
leave you insecure

It's all just a charade
Until the day you wake up
And not afraid