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 words in water
I'm left to walk world alone
Fill solos -
In a broken they made me
The black sheep of the
Worth less than my opinion
And temperature IQ
I did something, now I'm
wrong with this or that
Poisoned with watch it twist
My brain mad
- Pitrelli
Talk about me when my bac is
Next we meet it will be to late
The memory burned in my ears of what you
And now I've got a recipe for hate. it
Fill - Mustaine
clouds on the horizon
Make it hard to
A walking mistake but every
I run away, I come back for more
The choice is clear I can
And fall on my sword or light a
To see who runs or
And plays the game
Solo -
...Warhorse
I'm feeling quite
I just like thin air
The taunts me
- Mustaine
I see the earth me
I watch it there
someone, somewhere
Out hear me?
- Pitrelli
Sentenced to in Purgatory
My life is running
I can't what they've done to me
- Mustaine
I'm left riding a
A man a country
- Mustaine, Pitrelli, Mustaine, Pitrelli