Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Waste

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

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

Tears don't to me
And no one else,
I'm running to my
'Cause none of us can a stand.

to my hell...

Cold rain, me into my hell,
All alone light's off.
We are born to
And subjugate.

don't belong to me
And no one else,
I'm to my hell
'Cause of us can make a stand.

to my hell...

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