Luyện nghe bài hát Lunatic

on
And off
gift is a burning cough

Once a
a friend
To the and the odd stare
And the
he ever open his mouth

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

day he thinks he may fool everyone
And give and let him live in the bright hot sun

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

Doorways and hope him warm
Strangely calm the storm
Quite sure he will be free
To speak of he can't quite see
They tell him more he'd ever wished to know

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

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

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

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

So he his time
Yes, he bides his
on