Luyện nghe bài hát Clichés of The World

Sunset over the
By a
A little man 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 on his mind
He shakes his head, down the blind

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

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

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

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

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

It's such a wasted
Without any

Days drift days
just slips away
People so
Everything's a

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

Moonlight 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 beings
To another galaxy, in space
To a where a man can live out his fantasies
And experience unimaginable

But comes and soon the realities of life
Will his illusions
And the of the world will bring him down
But still waiting for a change

Days into days
Life just slips
is passe
Everything's a

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

Yes, it is
Yes, it is

See the over the motorway
The little man, with in his eyes
by the window, looks at the sky