Luyện nghe bài hát Clichés of The World

Sunset over the
By a
A man looks up at the sky
An end to a wasted day

of the man at the window
Looking at the street below
It's obvious he's got things on his
He his head, pulls down the blind

He writing a letter
To make it clear
just a man who's reached the end of his rope
Expressing his and his fears

In a world, so lonely and afraid
And disillusioned by the promises they
It's a pity it ended up this way
is just a cliche

I'm gonna do
I did yesterday
It's such a dull routine, somebody cut scene
It's a boring cliche

life, day to day
Seems so
Everything you and say
Just another

Like an actor on a movie
Living out somebody dream
Living out a misconception
Reality, a perception

such a wasted life
Without any

drift into days
Life just away
so blase
Everything's a

Yes, it is
Yes, it is
an illusion
Just an

Moonlight over the
At the end of the day
The man is asleep in his bed
Tucked up, away

In his dreams he's taken by alien beings
To another galaxy, in space
To a planet where a man can live out his
And experience pleasures

But morning comes and soon the realities of
Will shatter his
And the of the world will bring him down
But he's waiting for a change

Days drift days
Life slips away
is passe
Everything's a

Yes, it is
Yes, it is
just an illusion
It's an illusion

Yes, it is
Yes, it is

See the sunlight over the
The little man, anger in his eyes
by the window, looks at the sky