Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Waste

Cold in my
Whate'er the time been
Running too or walking too slow
For a time.

Tomorrow I hate
and celebrate my
Wandering the
And tasting my
Smells like and filth.

Tears belong to me
And no one else,
I'm to my hell
'Cause none of us can a stand.

to my hell...

Cold rain, rush me my hell,
All alone when off.
We are to procreate
And subjugate.

Tears belong to me
And no one else,
I'm running to my
none of us can make a stand.

to my hell...

Cold of a bloody
we're alone
And to fall.
Frontiers volunteers.
Who for a penny of love?
Skyscrapers with a view from above.
We're to fall.
Soul, if you're feeling old you can call
When you go on...