Luyện nghe bài hát Racipe For Hate...Warhorse

Dave
Each day my pick my pockets
My faults were carved in stone
As meaningful to you as words written in
I'm to walk this world alone
solos - Mustaine
In a broken mold made me
The sheep of the family
less than zero my opinion
And room IQ
I did something, now I'm
Always wrong with this or
Poisoned with fear watch it
My brain mad
Solo -
Talk about me when my bac is
time we meet it will be to late
The burned in my ears of what you said
And now got a recipe for hate. Taste it
Fill - Mustaine
Dark clouds on the
Make it to breathe
A walking mistake but time
I run away, I just come back for
The choice is I can quit
And fall on my sword or a fire
To see who or stays
And plays the game
- Pitrelli
...Warhorse
I'm quite invisible
I feel just thin air
The taunts me
- Mustaine
I see the below me
I watch it there
someone, somewhere
Out there me?
- Pitrelli
Sentenced to walk in
My is running down
I can't believe what they've to me
- Mustaine
I'm riding a Warhorse
A man a country
- Mustaine, Pitrelli, Mustaine, Pitrelli