Luyện nghe bài hát Epitome

With pride
You are spraying the
Not for me
And not for who I am.
At any area
You feel at
to see
How far you can go
To behave like a
to see how honest we are
To get us as we are
To find out how a smile can hurt
To find out how a thought can be
To out a thing you will never know
Without killing and the bow
Tears in your eyes by a laugh
words burden your thoughts
Every soul cries no matter how it
There is nothing you could
Nothing you ever choose
Nothing you would bare
Nothing you would feel
you would ever know
Nothing you would see
you would ever reach
Nothing you would get
Nothing you would be
Do not need a
To see my sad
Do not need glass
To my inner-wrong
An unlived
Does not have to
Still in the
ain't coming home
Your front is washed
By an icy rain, a sun
Can finally melt,
You have already
A new picture is
Remote, empty,
lies will not catch you
When you fall, you cry, when you die
Still left
Wearing my
A crown of
It is the dust
You have
A long ago
You know this
It is own harvest
By jerks you up
on yourself
The fall cannot
Melt such a
You are the
Of lost game