Luyện nghe bài hát Stigmata (Broken Instruments Version)

[L.M. / E. Brox]

I was down, you were up
never feeling the at all
When you were down, you shut
all the that made you small

Held your
thinking I was the man
to feed your
I couldn't see you empty

I was digging in sores
scarred myself the source
The wounds appearing the tries
Made me feel like Christ

Some of the fears we made
left me thinking you my call
Somehow that made me
all the bricks in your wall would

myself
a place the highest shelf
and for sin
always be condemned within

I was digging in your
scarred myself the source
The wounds appearing the tries
Made me like Jesus Christ
now I pay the