Luyện nghe bài hát Martyr's Pose

You've lived whole life in this role
Father checked out prematurely, mother drank her soul
You the whipping boy for an angry, bitter man
When you see this much this young you learn to cope as you can

The trick's to remorseful, but never shoulder any blame
their responses, that's the way to play the game

Crocodile tears atream from your
an anguished look up at the sky
Then it's arms outstretched, and a nose
defensive stance
Your pose

It's now nature, it fits you like a second skin
You adopt your tortured when you feel their patience wearing thin
Tell me how much
How much have you tasted
How many years wasted trying to turn dead roses red
You yourself in this role - your martyr's pose