Luyện nghe bài hát Recipe For Hate...warhorse

Each day my shortcomings pick my
My faults were letters carved in
As to you as words written in water
I'm left to this world alone

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

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

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

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

The is clear, I can quit
And on my sword or light a fire
To see who runs or
And plays the confidence

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

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

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

I'm left a warhorse
A man without a