Luyện nghe bài hát Tabula Rasa

You begin to wear me out, I feel like to you skull
Your stupidity blinds me, so-called brilliance is so dull
living life by proxy as your mind contracts
Too 2dimensional for backgrounds, too scared to see the life of

You emotions like the stamps of your youth
Then pass out in the with your gin and Vermouth
You lie with the windfalls you're unripe
Saying: "Idon't care about the green " You know you
got the guts, "maaan" But you pretend to the spleen
While playing memory with your
and hide-and-seek with your
Accusing others of sell-out, you can't be bought
While i nreality, you ain't got to sell
Your Chines fawcet's open, but there's in the well
You're a tabula rasa, you're an page [x2]
You get life like you get through a book
Been there, that, Mr Jones?
The last chapter has ended, still you're as a page
A page as white as your [repeat chorus]