Luyện nghe bài hát Record Collector

im of saying
that i get lost ever again
who knows, maybe i
and everywhere I go i'll be
with a rusted old rake in a of leaves
oh my, truly

but my blue cannot see
that their real hue is green
i should keep records of these
and know what yesterdays bring

im not really
but im starting to
that i've here before
who knows, maybe i
and everywhere i there i was
with a choir of
they were all a
oh my, how

but one time, there was one time
when i God, she spoke to me
and she me, oh yes she told me
of all the that she could bring

and i

you, won't you fill me up with it
why you fill me up with it,
won't you me x3

i am here with me
and i'll know what bring