Luyện nghe bài hát Freechild

Embellish wayward soul
Blast it with your vicious
I know I've perverted like a man
Who has not in years

Mama loves me, yes, she
But she's a
She done her best she didn't
got her too

Now I you're coming home to me
Freechild be
and in harmony
A pretty

And speaking in tongues, she casts her
Vodka wet on her lips
I'm flung into a place
always needed to be

An angel of the darkest
Has to me
And though my is breaking
My wounds to bleed

Yeah, we ride the skyway
Now spread wings
Into the of a mad
And sun run

all the days and all the years
Right there be
In braided glory
You were made, for me

I you're coming home to me