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
at the street down below
It's he's got things on his mind
He shakes his head, pulls the blind

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

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

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

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

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

It's such a life
Without any

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

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

over the high-rise
At the end of the day
The man is asleep in his bed
up, safely away

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

But comes and soon the realities of life
Will his illusions
And the cliches of the world will bring him
But still he's waiting for a

drift into days
Life just slips
Everything is
Everything's a

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

Yes, it is
Yes, it is

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