Luyện nghe bài hát Lunatic

on
And off
gift is a burning cough

Once a
a friend
To the cold and the odd
And the
Should he open his mouth

And so he his time
Yes, he his time
Yes, he his time

Some day he thinks he may everyone
And they'll and let him live in the bright hot sun

And so he bides his
Yes, he bides his
Yes, he bides his

Doorways and keep him warm
Strangely calm before the
Quite sure that he be free
To of voices he can't quite see
They tell him than he'd ever wished to know

And so he his time
Yes, he bides his
Yes, he bides his

And when the sound
Knocks the down
His will be done
in his ear he keeps him clear
For the angels when they

So he his time
Yes, he his time
Yes, he bides his

he assumes his place
Then see the face of God, of God
The ruthless of Kings
Who telling him things
That still odd

So he his time
Yes, he bides his
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