Luyện nghe bài hát Hate My Way

I could be a freak and hate society
I could hate God and Dad
I might be in a Holocaust, hate

Might not have a child and school
I could be a sad and hate death
I could be a and hate sweat
No, I my way

I make you a song
I can't rise above the
I'm in a jungle

tangle my hands
And I'm always so hot and hot in here
I say it's

My pillow too
But so my kitchen
And water and my and the road

I a gun in my head, I'm invisible
I can't the ice
A slug, I'm TV, I

A boy, he was in his bike forever
A was missing two fingers
Ann was confused
Mr. had a gun in his head

So I sit up in the morning
And ask again
How do they children?
And why do I die?

They can no longer
I can no longer be
I my way