Luyện nghe bài hát Common State Of Inner Violence

Deserving wonderful
In of that defect
Of listening to that wild
And than playing war

But you are man
Because I've got plans for you
Refined lessons
And the most celebrated

baby, he uses his violin
Poor baby, almost well as a gun
Poor baby, insanity from
through me a killer from hell

The sons throw away
All their dreams
let me be born
If you live

The only right was the
He said: "finally gone"
While threaten suddenly
"We'll another one"

Just you must
guy is not so wise
To grow your violin
Take your eyes to this
Was it dream?

This tells to me
let me be born
If you did not

guy is not so wise
To behind your violin
Take your eyes this fire