Luyện nghe bài hát Anything But Words

I that someone
Can be brave on green Earth
But maybe I'm wrong. Mhm. I'm wrong
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Turns dreams to
The king of shines upon me
The Holy shadows me
I write songs for fun, not for
Used to collect guns, now the truth is my
But I got a closet just in case
The project pulls wicked bullshit
My is logical, turn you back to molecules
Miniscule follicles, convert your brain to subatomic particles
I breathe you in, and you out
You [MCs?], you live in the crease of
That's why I on your college dorm
Make born from the hood to the cottage farm
London to Russia, Eurasia to
The Holy Cities of the East, the sheiks discuss?] us
Christ means [crush her?], along the usher
The way of life, it be most wise
For the civilized man to us
On Bora we discuss the Torah
Then we travel across these like old explorers

I believe that
Can be on this green Earth
But I'm wrong. Aim for the sun
Out in the rain
Stay on the all day
Until my cover is
We always [fight blind the light of our
My is waning, the scales have capsized
I read [?] full of
And there's of files of light
Fleeting to the night sky

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

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