Luyện nghe bài hát Anything But Words

I believe someone
Can be on this green Earth
But maybe I'm wrong. Mhm. Maybe I'm
on

Turns to reality
The king of principality upon me
The Holy Spirit me
I songs for fun, not for salary
Used to collect guns, now the truth is my
But I got a closet just in case
The project pulls some wicked
My logistic is logical, you back to molecules
follicles, then convert your brain to subatomic particles
I breathe you in, and you out
You [MCs?], you live in the of doubt
That's why I on your college dorm
Make knowledge born from the to the cottage farm
to Russia, Eurasia to Prussia
The Holy of the East, the [young sheiks discuss?] us
Christ means [crush her?], become the usher
The righteous way of life, it be most
For the man to trust us
On Bora we discuss the Torah
we travel across these lands like old explorers

I believe that
Can be brave on this green
But I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
Out in the freezing
Stay on the all day
Until my is over
We always [fight the light of our lives?]
My patience is waning, the have capsized
I [?] full of glory
And there's pyres of files of
Fleeting mazes to the sky

Sitting on the porch, a stoagie in the moonlight
Rocking back and forth in my chair contemplating
Thinking where I went wrong, I went right
Was it a fast, or a long
my calculation everyday sensational
Every was stimulated, pain's occasional
All praises due to the
The author, the supreme
The one no partner
We give man the wisdom to be a gardener,
Preach the warrior, king, or you could be a
Husband, wife, child, mother, brother, sister, or
All these things the heart of
the planet floating [?] like Atlantic oceans
[?] all Satanic notions
We so

I that someone
Can be brave on this green
But I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
Out in the freezing
I could stay on the all day
Until my is over
Runneth
over
Runneth
Runneth
over
Runneth
Runneth
Runneth
Runneth
over
Now I see there's way
To be as a seabird
And I'm gone
for the sun
Out in the rain
on the streets all day
my [?]