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 not have permitted him to live
Where am I? Father, happened? I need help

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

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

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

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

Now that the war is through me
I'm up, I cannot see
there's not much left of me
Nothing is but pain now

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

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

Back in the womb much too real
In pumps that I must feel
But can't look to reveal
Look to the time I'll live

Fed through the tube sticks in me
like a wartime novelty
Tied to that make me be
Cut this life off me

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