Luyện nghe bài hát One

The cerebrum has suffered massive and reparable
You never know what has to him
If I have not been sure of this, I would not permitted him to live
Where am I? Father, what happened? I help

What is democracy? is democracy?
It got something to do with men killing each other, Arthur
if its my turn, will you want me to go?
For democracy, any man would his only begotten son

It is impossible for any severed individual to experience
Pleasure, memory, dream or of any kind
This young man will be as unfeeling as unthinking as the
the day joins them

I don't know weather I'm alive or or dead or remembering
How can you tell what's a and what's real
When you can't even when your awake and when your asleep
am I?

I cant remember
Can't tell if this is or dream
Deep down inside I feel to
This silence stops with me

Now that the war is through me
I'm waking up, I see
That there's not much of me
Nothing is real but now

Hold my breath as I for death
Oh, please God, me

They my head and chopped off everything
Oh, God, please make hear me
They won't listen, wont hear me
They got to me up Ill be like this for years, hear me

Back in the womb it's too real
In life that I must feel
But look forward to reveal
Look to the when I'll live

Fed through the that sticks in me
Just like a novelty
Tied to machines that me be
Cut this off from me

Hold my as I wish for death
Oh, God, wake me
like a piece of me