Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Waste

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

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

don't 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 alone light's off.
We are born to
And subjugate.

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

to my hell...

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