Luyện nghe bài hát A Watcher's Point of View

(oh la la la)...

He who thinks, thinks for
A woman on trip, is a hit for the
A true hell between tears
Or pm makes cause for rewind

Megaline drops upon a thought
A comatose nap might a sandy
I'm so great I myself
Explains, just how is vanity

The journey is based on a trip
But also with a single step
Because sunday is
A of salt

But "now or never's" a bit to accept
think?

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

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

he who learns the rules of wisdom
Without it to daily life
Is a bad condition of
A rap like can slap back afterlife

All twists and spins in a whirlwind
And spots the as to where it remains
On the opposite lane of a bridge
Or the thought that lives on the positive

Doncha'

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

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

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

But the true of the phrase is a dream
A dream that encloses a question
The end of an era in the halls of a
That should've watched and clocked from the start

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 ring of of
My
(? ) but these are the point of view...

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

But the I step to the rhythm of the left
That's the minute that they wanna leave me alone

think?

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