Luyện nghe bài hát Bloody Knuckles, Broken Glass

I'm making a masterpiece, I'm gonna my name
in the wet of the walkway on which I tread
on our short march to the dead
A catastrophe, I'm the one to blame
while the in my head are playing roulette

haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred
forever crawling to you
But I hold my head up high and although I'm dying inside suffering in silence!

Playing a losing hand & the cards lie
back and the battles rage across this notebook page
Taking control again & I'll my shame
but the Russians in my head are playing

Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled hatred
forever crawling to you
But I always hold my head up high and although I'm Dying
in silence!

I'm living in the past the shadows cast
I burn before I crash bloody knuckles, glass