Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Truth

I a man, I 'm proud to say
But he live in a world he couldn't see

patterns genetic mold

The laws of life, it 's ways are

No one seemed to know for

A knowing of falling to death 's door

Living unreal, time is to

Booking on a journey unknown

Blackened veins of sadness

A painted mask substance gladness
a spike or from a bottle

Tiny cartoon pictures on a square of paper

He was a man, was fear's
don't fail, don't succumb to self-esteem

Unseen vessel, flight

No one if you were wrong or if you were right

R.I.P. H.B.

to Dough (H.B.) Caldwell - R.I.P.]