Luyện nghe bài hát Son

Hello mom, I'm fine the sun is dying
the weather around my old hometown
You seem to worry my livin', say that all is forgiven
What's is bound to be found

I hope you don't to see me
you know I'm very far away
You know I really you
But a man's make it on his own someday

Soon she sends her greetings 'bout and civic meetings
Says doing well in her cell
Yeah, my brother's born and raised now and he's proud to his face
Down on the scene in his paper dog dreams

And me, I I'm living
Taking what's for the
Ooh ma, you know how I really
You see what's on my mind, yeah

Yeah, I guess it's kind of and I've been uptight for money
But make it on my own staying high
You seem about the drugs and things, I guess finally found my way
It's my way to be free don't think a failure to me

Someday understand all this
what it is I mean to say
But don't try and love me
I don't wanna see you this way

Guess I'll be going, makes a guy great
Knowing somebody cares somewhere

Mom, I cannot mail this and let you I failed
It's just not somehow, oh no
I'd rather let you think I'm dead and than hung on drugs
I'm dying anyhow and too late now

I guess there's a moral
But I can't to think just now
If I had to do it
Guess I'd try to change it around

it's really hell when you're living in this spell
And nothing's it seems in a cocaine dream