Luyện nghe bài hát The Prayer

My is a mole hill
My a busted chair
crown has turn to rust
And it's all in my hair
This high that I ride on
Is gonna buckle at the
my castle made of sand
I be the king of me

There's the man in
His words are red
power in his blood
And truth in what he said
There's the man in
a needle in his vein
Lyin' upon his back
This is the prayer that he once

He said, "My mountain is a hill
My throne's a busted
This crown has turn to
And it's all tangled in my
high horse that I ride on
Is gonna buckle at the
On my made of sand
I be the king of me"

And this harem in my is filled
With hot metal and fool's
Watch your turns to dirt
All that's left in the end is your
God save soul

So he said, "Shout out of
With all your and soul
Though this world
May you apart
Let the whole know"

My is a mole hill
My a busted chair
This crown has turn to
And all tangled in my hair
This high horse that I on
Is gonna buckle at the
Upon my castle made of
I cannot be the of me

My is a mole hill
My a busted chair
This crown has turn to
And it's all tangled in my
high horse that I ride on
Is gonna at the knee
Upon my castle of sand
I cannot be the of me

Lord I'm a man
I be the King of me