Luyện nghe bài hát A Watcher's Point of View

(oh la la la)...

He who thinks, for himself
A woman on trip, is a hit for the
A composer's hell between tears
Or pm dawn makes cause for

drops along upon a thought
A comatose nap might snatch a
I'm so great I myself
Explains, just how vain is

The longest is based on a trip
But also with a single step
Because sunday is
A grain of

But "now or never's" a bit hard to
Doncha'

of the world, lovers, girls, and things of that nature bound
To my heart
They all show different sides of me, all wrapped
Up of me...
I feel certain awe for/but those who fall to find out in the
Shadows in the
Even a watcher's point of view.

Yo...the world doesn't pay for what a person
And wants to pay for what a person does
But those who care show and stare
Singin ' it is, is what it was

Cause he who the rules of wisdom
transforming it to daily life
Is a bad condition of
A rap like that can back afterlife

All this and spins in a whirlwind
And spots the as to where it remains
On the opposite lane of a fortress
Or the thought lives on the positive plane

think?

Power to the world, lover's gold, and and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all shrunk off of me, they're all wrapped
Up of me...
I feel (? ), of those who fall upon got the ring of shadow of
My
(? ) but these are the point of view...

Reality and death be accompany life
Eternity and judgement accompany
The simplest to remember, really....
the fog of "my forget"

Certain mystery upon mankind lies
arrogance, to the unexplained
Pure imagination is based on
Showing the confusion is to contain

But the defintion of the phrase is a dream
A dream that encloses a question
The end of an era in the of a mind
That been watched and clocked from the start

Doncha'

to the world, lover's gold, and bees and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all shrunk off inside of me, all wrapped
Up of me...
I feel certain (? ), of who fall upon got the ring of shadow of
My
(? ) but are the watcher's point of view...

Maybe they wanna twist my finger
Maybe they just break my arm
Maybe they just wanna try and me
they just wanna do me harm
Maybe they don't my mouth to speak this
Maybe they just wanna momma

But the I step to the rhythm of the left
That's the that they don't wanna leave me alone

Doncha'

Power to the world, gold, and bees and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all off inside of me, they're all wrapped
Up of me...
I feel certain (? ), of those who fall upon got the of shadow of
My
(? ) but these are the point of view...