Luyện nghe bài hát Modus Operandi

The first stroke of was the start of fixing up -
a premature masterpiece seen in the minds eye.
Judging between us who's the fairest of all?
and compromised, facing the walls.

It's been so long I could say that I have a place that I call home.
Suddenly the seasons change. My destination is unknown.
No can apply to me.
No can decide the ending without me.

And there goes another, watch them as come and go -
self-centered and sure that they always fall in.
When will I recover? Good poison is not the cure although, is its synonym.
to go?

It's been so long since I could say that I have a that I call home.
Suddenly the change. My final destination is unknown.

No can apply to me.
No system can decide the without me.