Luyện nghe bài hát Role Martyr X

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

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

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

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

It was in bad
Immolent and

Boy, are you

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

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

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

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

You are like 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,
your own love lost, envisioning success;
I you die of pain, our
Poor Martyr-X:

In a loneliness,
Theres a pattern that
I hate to say but,
a similarity;
Pontificating lost,
He bitches hes blessed;
living is in vain boy,
(Our poor Martyr-X);

Since I am the most man in the world.