Luyện nghe bài hát Canvas

out of star-light,
The innocent flickers and flashes
a canvas, No.
Nobody seems it,
the feeling's sophisticated,
And the is so restrained.
The is nearing closer,
And I fear.

So let's cut the bullshit,
And tell me independent.
Thumbs and your life's escaping your mind.
in mind,
Well the air ain't as as it used to be,
But that's quite alright you're still eighteen, it seems-
to be,
And i'll tell you overrated.
What's a person with some hideous dreams?

And the lining isn't silver,
We're verging on the side of the road take us home.

The of us is getting weighed,
Read about your in your local papers.
Realize,
The end of us is near,
You're just a droplet of paint off your canvas.

Delirious illusions flowing backwards the river of color,
While we to try to see it clearer.
Secretly appealing to a prisoner,
Now what's vision?

Initiate your shading, blend the universe in time,
It only gets a easier.
Suddenly you piece yourself together. Now,
What's your

(Chorus instrumental)

And I don't,
Want to have to give a
you,
Or inhibitions.

And all,
You're the one who me love,
was not,
for everybody.

However,
I'm starting to see this
in the light,
Yet it gets darker.
You see,
just a simple symphony,
Or a
Whatever.

unnatural path,
It infinitely,
But my is crumbling.
Let it
the abyss,
In the midst of summer it exist.

emptiness,
it's just a slate,
for a painter to interfere.
It's complex,
but what do I