Luyện nghe bài hát A Psychotic Waltz

sometimes I what will ever become of me
and if worth it's living at all
I smile at the ones who think they've got life down
and they say that I'm it wrong
as the days by
I watch as the net in
as they around in my head
turning and
in circles, in circles spin
never beginning the end
now sweet child
deep into my
the door is open and the air is
close your
feel the sweet, sweet symphony of
it would feels so right
if the called me to the sky
sometimes it feels good just to be
though our are blind
I can see a end on mind
still now I
for the spirit torments my soul
as the priest shields his face the wind
looking at lost and darkness
my eyes not see
makes me laugh when he it all sin
you're all slaves of the
and you'll just sing it
and over, and over, and
and over, and over, and
and