Luyện nghe bài hát Mourn

Hotel room of
I can't find a
Confusion hearted woe

and pillows soaked
My telephone broken
I'm crucified
no reply

Be my
Be my
Be my

Stole my sight but not my
I miss my second
Adopted son mourn
son doth mourn

Sermon in praise
In a sacred space
Pit no ones sorrow your own

Seven in vain
The last three inflamed
I stand
As they're blind

Be my
Be my
Be my

Stole my but not my heart
Missing the lone state
My runs cold, I mourn

my sight but not my heart
I my second home
Adopted son mourn
Mourn, yeah,

Be my
Be my
Be my

Stole my sight but not my
the lone state home
My runs cold, I mourn

my sight but not my heart
I miss my second
Adopted son doth