Luyện nghe bài hát One

The cerebrum has suffered massive and reparable
You know what has happened to him
If I have not been of this, I would not have permitted him to live
Where am I? Father, what I need help

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

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

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

I remember anything
Can't tell if this is or dream
Deep inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me

Now the war is through with me
I'm up, I cannot see
That not much left of me
is real but pain now

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

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

in the womb it's much too real
In pumps life I must feel
But can't look forward to
to the time when I'll live

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

Hold my as I wish for death
Oh, God, wake me
It's a piece of me