Luyện nghe bài hát Case In Point

Im a breather, mail
Ad I know where I stand
Not since informed me
my house was built on sand
And its not the beneath me
Its the concept of the land

And Im standing on the
the buildings, they all fell
And you blink youre a goner
Everything goes pell-mell

Its a real sell, my conceptual hell
Not even for kindling, no
the buildings, they all fell

And Im a breather, mail
Bottom feeder getting by
And you know its all just of the course
But you blame it on some non force
Oh yeah, of course, you know you cant
The concept of the horse but I try

In a carton desert
With a of Acme jet skates
on my destination
I seem to have forgot my
Now its time to the nation

And Im to meet you
On a brown speckled mare
But theres something that me
I'm riding on thin air
These few doubts me
Thinking no one cares

And Im jumping fences
On obstacle course
But it seems Im nowhere
On the concept of the

Its a real hard sell, my hell
Not good for kindling, no
When the buildings, all fell

And Im a breather, bottom
How many must I imbibe?
And you know its all just of the course
But you blame it on some non existent
Oh yeah, of course, you you cant ride
The of the horse but still I try