Luyện nghe bài hát Family Tradition

I to be the one that everybody loved
Where has that me
I tear to shreds to prove
That I'm someone that I never be

Now these unsightly marks me

So help me, please come quick
I think I am it
me, I inherited this
From a I'll never miss, I'm sick

My father taught me firsthand how to be set
up and run away
I wish I could drain out his of blood in me
But I still his face

I curse reflections day

So help me, please someone come
I I am losing it
Forget me, I inherited
a stranger I'll never miss

Here is my own tradition
Following footsteps addiction
So is there a way that I can find
While still marrying my pain? Is this my
'Cause your only son still can't seem to the way

So help me, please someone quick
I think I am it
me, I inherited this
From a I'll never miss

So where the hell are you now?
I that you would be proud
son who's so unlike a leaf
Fell right to the tree

I hope you're of me
I hope proud