Luyện nghe bài hát Poshor Golovar

Fire in his
was turning all red
This wall of
down to him
Soul crushed and

Deeper a wound,
than his own scream
Foreign thoughts in
his open mind
No way to them

The gift of feeling what others
The that haunts his family
All pain and pleasure
Sucked his identity

(Head of -- Poshor golovar)
(Head of -- Poshor golovar)
not of me are eating me
Prisoner of my
(Head of fire -- golovar)
I can never be alone me
Alcohol, it's my relief

I be all of you,
I will drink your
I'll be your
and honesty
be your happiness
and your
be your sadness
and your fear
I be all of you,
I will your souls
I'll be your evil and
insanity
Your

by the kids,
tasting rejection
Confused by the
in his mind
No help from

a bigger shock
when he the psych-ward
Madness any sanity
to the breakdown

The gift of feeling what feel
The curse that haunts his
All and pleasure unceasingly
Sucked into his

(Head of fire...

Found a love,
couldn't get of
inside into one another now
Deepest

needing more,
he was like a
Restless,
on the feelings coming on
Lost in the

The gift of feeling what feel
The curse haunts his family
All pain and pleasure
Sucked his identity

(Head on fire...

(Head on fire -- golovar)
Feelings not of me are me
Prisoner of my