Luyện nghe bài hát Recipe For Hate...warhorse

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

In a broken 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 with this or
Poisoned with fear, watch it
My brain mad

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

Dark on the horizon
Make it hard to
A mistake but every time I run away
I just come for more

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

I'm quite invisible
I feel like thin air
The taunts me
That wants me

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

Sentenced to in purgatory
My life is running
I can't believe what they've to me

I'm left riding a
A man without a