Luyện nghe bài hát Global Concepts

I it burns my sense of truth
To me shouting at my youth
I a way to sort it out.

I die, I'll re-awake,
Redefine what was at
From the of a god.

I'll see the people I use,
See the I abuse,
The ugly that I lived.

Did I make Was I proud?
Did I play my too loud?
Did I my life to chance
Or did I make you dance?

exists only in our mind.
Our is shaping squares.
So I up with entropy defined
But the forms linger there, in my head.

see the people that I use,
See the I abuse,
The ugly that I lived.

Did I money? Was I proud?
Did I play my songs too
Did I leave my to chance
Or did I make you fucking

Global concepts uncommon the world
But we a mortal frame
That if you can hear reacts to every
But no two people the same.

I think it burns my of truth
To hear me shouting at my
I a way to sort it out.

I die, I'll re-awake,
Redefine was at stake
the hindsight of a god.

I'll see the people I use,
See the I abuse,
The ugly that I lived.

Did I make money? Was I
Did I play my songs too
Did I my life to chance
Or did I you fucking dance?