Luyện nghe bài hát Finger Painting

We stretch and up in the morning

Same
distance
Inverted with powers
out of the hat
Now start day
Not to say

Still well aware of the traveled state
We all in a yellow submarine
With a team of Tribbles scattered the scene
My eternal sunshine
orange and tangerine
Lullabies whispering come
Home where the heart isn't
Only renditions of approaching the microphone zoned
Paranoia and stress relapsed memory failure
Give me less than sixty seconds to explain what's on

But mapped in a location in regions
In hemispheres make the decision
Leaving the just available
Not that my eyes were still shut
So I out loud as I can
Remove me from cubical Rubik's Cube lifespan
Finger
pieces missing
Follow nose
For those
No one to be coming in alone
Countdown to another
I'll down with any clown acting hard
They must be up to
in circles
No one hurt you
As long as you sit there it's all over and ask was it all real???
I tend to ask myself these questions

Insert thoughts
I keep getting these easily
Freddy
over matter
Another on Elm Street
In the of my subconscious
vu repeats
These are like conditioning
But what sickens me is misery
modern day Babylon
It's like
I wish it be history
is me
K-The-I??? with eights placed
To express the of infinity
If you it at a right angle
You could establish
But the image mattered to just you and me
See I noticed the blue skies
Happy moments into war cries
Believe me I already tried touching the sky and I don't know why
Reasonable

What are you about???

Guilty
Amongst every measure of the
Hit
limited moderate modern monopoly
Moments attempts striking backwards attacking me
minutes
Timid denuded and x-rayed
Laser phase though
I get on stage