Luyện nghe bài hát Recipe For Hate...warhorse

Each day my shortcomings pick my
My faults were carved in stone
As meaningful to you as written in water
I'm left to walk world alone

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

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

Talk me when my back is turned
Next we meet, it will be to late
The memory in my ears of what you said
And now got a recipe for hate, taste it

Dark clouds on the
it hard to breathe
A walking but every time I run away
I just 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 confidence

I'm feeling invisible
I feel just thin air
The truth me
That wants me

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

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

I'm left a warhorse
A man a country