Luyện nghe bài hát A Watcher's Point of View

(oh la la la)...

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

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

The journey is based on a trip
But also starts with a 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 bound
To break my
They all show sides of me, they're all wrapped
Up of me...
I feel certain awe for/but those who fall to out they're in the
Shadows in the
from a watcher's point of view.

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

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

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

Doncha'

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 certain (? ), of those who fall upon got the ring of shadow of
My
(? ) but are the watcher's point of view...

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

Certain little mystery mankind lies
Certain arrogance, to the
imagination is based on fact
Showing the confusion is made to

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

think?

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

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

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

Doncha'

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