Luyện nghe bài hát Role Martyr X

To the strength to carry on.
You put marks into body;

You at length how youre alone,
And bitch at all the famous

a vision of pure loneliness!
What an you profess!
turn and walk away cuz,
Youre me depressed.

In hopes never be alone,
You your cross around your body;

It was in bad
Immolent and

Boy, are you

Youre a of the loneliness,
Add an to the press:
Ya and walk away,
cuz youre happily
Inventing your own loss,
You invent your own
Im giving you a boy,
Youre poor Martyr-x;

a vision of our loneliness,
Like the one predecessed;
in other ways,
in lowliness,
Youre a for success,
I you find your pain boy,
Our poor Martyr-X:

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 one to make a way for me;

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

So were the visions of loneliness,
From an on TV;
turn and walk away,
Your so happily,
Inventing own love lost, envisioning success;
I you die of pain, our
Poor Martyr-X:

In a loneliness,
a pattern that repeats;
I hate to say but,
Theres a
Pontificating lost,
He bitches when hes
Your living is in boy,
(Our Role Martyr-X);

I am the most humble man in the world.