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

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

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

In a world, feels so lonely and
And disillusioned by the promises they
It's a pity that it up this way
Life is just a

I'm do tomorrow
What I did
It's such a dull routine, somebody cut scene
It's such a boring

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

Like an actor on a movie
Living out else's dream
out a total misconception
Reality, a false

such a wasted life
Without any

Days into days
Life slips 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
up, safely away

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

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

Days drift into
Life just away
is passe
a cliche

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

Yes, it is
Yes, it is

See the sunlight over the
The little man, with anger in his
Stands by the window, at the sky