Luyện nghe bài hát Racipe For Hate...Warhorse

Dave
day my shortcomings pick my pockets
My faults letters carved in stone
As meaningful to you as written in water
I'm left to walk world alone
Fill solos -
In a broken mold made me
The black of the family
Worth less zero my opinion
And room IQ
I did something, now I'm
Always wrong with or that
Poisoned with fear it twist
My measly mad
- Pitrelli
Talk about me when my bac is
time we meet it will be to late
The memory burned in my ears of you said
And now got a recipe for hate. Taste it
Fill solos -
clouds on the horizon
Make it hard to
A walking mistake but every
I run away, I just come for more
The choice is clear I can
And fall on my or light a fire
To see who or stays
And the confidence game
Solo -
...Warhorse
I'm quite invisible
I feel just like air
The taunts me
- Mustaine
I see the below me
I watch it there
someone, somewhere
Out hear me?
Solo -
to walk in Purgatory
My life is down
I can't what they've done to me
Solo -
I'm left riding a
A man a country
- Mustaine, Pitrelli, Mustaine, Pitrelli