Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Waste

Cold in my
Whate'er the time I've
too fast or walking too slow
For a time.

Tomorrow I will
and celebrate my
the Waste
And my heart
like sour and filth.

Tears belong to me
And no one else,
I'm running to my
'Cause of us can make a stand.

to my hell...

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

Tears belong to me
And no one else,
I'm running to my
'Cause of us can make a stand.

to my hell...

Cold Waste of a
we're alone
And to fall.
Frontiers volunteers.
Who for a penny of love?
Skyscrapers a hellish view from above.
We're to fall.
Cold Soul, if feeling old you can call
you can't go on...