Luyện nghe bài hát Recipe For Hate...warhorse

Each day my shortcomings my pockets
My faults letters carved in stone
As to you as words written in water
I'm left to walk this alone

In a mold they made me
The black of the family
Worth less than zero, my
And room I.Q.

I did something, now I'm
Always wrong this or that
Poisoned with fear, it twist
My brain mad

Talk about me when my back is
time we meet, it will be to late
The memory in my ears of what you said
And now I've got a recipe for hate, it

clouds on the horizon
Make it to breathe
A walking mistake but time I run away
I just back for more

The is clear, I can quit
And fall on my or light a fire
To see who or stays
And the confidence game

I'm quite invisible
I feel just like air
The truth me
That nobody me

I see the earth me
I it spin there
someone, somewhere
Out hear me?

Sentenced to walk in
My life is running
I can't believe they've done to me

I'm left riding a
A man a country