Luyện nghe bài hát Mr Tumours Misery

He himself as a living dead
inside a prison of dread
Nothing arrives, nothing
Drowned in lunacy, misery and

In a vacuum of wasted
Chained to his life, is his crime

Nobody would care if he
He's a desolated from pride
Run by a of anxiety
A person of senseless

His life will cease
Disappearing a breeze
The shadow has
A thread him holds

Now

Haunted by to life
Looks into the choked by the sight
Cosmic the world is in a blur
in lunacy, misery and fear

In a of wasted time
to his fate life, is his crime

Nobody care if he died
He's a ghost from pride
Run by a of anxiety
A person of senseless