โหลดเพลง mp3 Recipe for Hate... Warhorse - Megadeth

Recipe For Hate...Warhorse - Megadeth (麦加蒂斯)

Written by：Dave Mustaine

Each day my shortcomings pick my pockets

My faults were letters carved in stone

As meaningful to you as words written in water

I'm left to walk this world alone

In a broken mold they made me

The black sheep of the family

Worth less than zero my opinion
And room temperature IQ
I did something now I'm nothing
Always wrong with this or that

Poisoned with fear watch it twist

My measly brain mad

Talk about me when my bac is turned

Next time we meet it will be to late

The memory burned in my ears of what you said

And now I've got a recipe for hate taste it

Dark clouds on the horizon

Make it hard to breathe

A walking mistake but every time
I run away I just come back for more

The choice is clear I can quit

And fall on my sword or light a fire
To see who runs or stays
And plays the confidence game

I'm feeling quite invisible

I feel just like thin air

The truth taunts me

The nobody want's me

I see the earth below me

I watch it spinning there

Does someone somewhere
Out there hear me

Sentenced to walk in purgatory

My life is running down

I can't believe what they've done to me

I'm left riding a warhorse

A man without a country