Luyện nghe bài hát Wilt

Drawing from the
few cast their chips in
Praying, count
Believe in for a price

Cop out
Broken
more
You've their hearts and soul

False gimmick for the and needy
Blind
The shortest distance from the

minds
Believe loaded lot of shit
few
Sorry victims of divine crimes pay their

False gimmick for the and needy
Blind
The shortest distance from the

Rotted
Believe your loaded lot of
few
Sorry victims of divine crimes pay their

You're faceless crimes
You've taken on a new
Hatred, more spite than any

Gutless, dying
shells, empty lives
Lifeless