Luyện nghe bài hát Role Martyr X

To find the to carry on.
You put into your body;

You talk at length how alone,
And bitch at all the parties;

Such a vision of loneliness!
an image you profess!
Dontcha turn and walk cuz,
Youre me depressed.

In hopes youd be alone,
You bore your cross around body;

It was in bad
and gaudy;

Boy, are you

Youre a of the loneliness,
Add an to the press:
Ya turn and away,
cuz youre happily
your own love loss,
You your own success;
Im you a name boy,
Youre poor Martyr-x;

Youre a of our loneliness,
Like the one that
in other ways,
in lowliness,
Youre a for success,
I hope you your pain boy,
Our poor Role

Get gun, get it?
Get gun, get it!
Get gun, get it??
Get gun and get away from me!
Go!

One one, get it?
One one.
Is it one one,
Is it, one eats one to a way for me;

You are just me,
Just get from me,
To a way for me

So the visions of your loneliness,
an image on TV;
Dont turn and away,
depressed so happily,
Inventing your own lost, envisioning success;
I you die of pain, our
Poor Role

In a loneliness,
Theres a that repeats;
I really to say but,
Theres a
loves lost,
He bitches hes blessed;
living is in vain boy,
(Our Role Martyr-X);

Since I am the most man in the world.