Luyện nghe bài hát According to Play

It's life imitating life,
Constantly repeating history until blind
It's like only speaks in rhymes
Repeating repetition til you're lost inside mind

Was I a terminal
Or just a reaction?

Or is it chance or is it
Was I just standing in way?

I find it to understand
How you this ordinary man
And so
Maybe it's all unraveling to plan

like life imitating life
Constantly round the tips of sharpened knives
It's like time draws a crooked
Repeating and patterns til it just can't be defined

Is it a invention?
Or just it's intention?

Or is it chance or is it
Or are we simply to wait?

I it hard to understand
that it's all left up to chance
And so
But if she something in me

It must be imitating life
varying degrees of wrong and right

I it might just possibly
May be all according to plan