Luyện nghe bài hát Clichés of The World

Sunset the high-rise
By a
A little man up at the sky
An uneventful end to a day

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

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

In a world, so lonely and afraid
And by the promises they made
It's a that it ended up this way
Life is a cliche

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

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

Like an actor on a movie
Living out somebody else's
Living out a total
Reality, a perception

It's a wasted life
Without any

Days into days
Life just slips
People so
Everything's a

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

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

In his dreams he's away by alien beings
To galaxy, deep in space
To a where a man can live out his fantasies
And experience unimaginable

But morning comes and soon the realities of
shatter his illusions
And the cliches of the will bring him down
But still he's waiting for a

Days drift into
Life just slips
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 over the motorway
The man, with anger in his eyes
Stands by the window, at the sky