Luyện nghe bài hát Clichés of The World

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

Close-up of the man at the
at the street down below
It's obvious he's got things on his
He shakes his head, pulls the blind

He starts a letter
To make it perfectly
He's just a man reached the end of his rope
Expressing his and his fears

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

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

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

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

It's such a life
Without any

Days drift into
Life just slips
so blase
Everything's a

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

Moonlight the high-rise
At the end of the day
The little man is in his bed
Tucked up, away

In his dreams he's away 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 the realities of life
shatter his illusions
And the cliches of the world will him down
But still he's waiting for a

Days into days
just slips away
Everything is
a cliche

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

Yes, it is
Yes, it is

See the over the motorway
The little man, anger in his eyes
Stands by the window, at the sky