Luyện nghe bài hát Masada Complex

(S. Weber/M. Schumpelt/J.O. Soerup)
just like a small explosion when he the balls to break
all his hopes of private glory lying on frame
balls
He feels so secure - the winning smile is on his
but it starts to fade away with every I make
deep inside of me a feeling starts to grow
grinning shapes get on my
my perfect mask turns black to
in friendly perjuries, who cares about the compliment's malice ?
I might feel superior, but a voice, a fear I'll fail it raises
anytime they seem to laugh my back
and there's a voice, a fear fail, it raises anyway
you wanted to meet a friend, to play a bit, to have fun
I play to win, to satisfy my personal
perpetual of destructive thoughts
words will fix attention
they make me - make me analyse - realize
visions confuse your weakening reason
though I'm sure to win I long to expect the
everyone's laughing behind my back
and a voice, a fear I'll fail it raises anyway