Luyện nghe bài hát Masada Complex

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