Luyện nghe bài hát Born To Be Mild

Oh loves you
get on knees and pray
die and go to heaven
but here in hell stay
our is our music, and tha guitar is our Lord
vicious licks and picks
we are the horde
the bleedind heart of
is hanging on our
lightning strikes for sin
and death and and roll
don't be like anyone
we out in the crowd
drinkin, smokin, out
we like our music

we made to be bad
and it might you mad
we're so
you're 2 B Mild

denim and sticky dreams
just a rock & machine
hanging out all our friends
we make the scream!
dont want your god, we our own
dont wanna be just another
you have your family
Joseph, Jesus and
we prefer a wall of
and foxy long haired
if you die before you
you pray the your soul to take
don't you see all so fake
too bad for you to have that

preachin on the
for all the to hear
'cause were to ones you