Luyện nghe bài hát They Provide the Paint for the Picture-Perfect Masterpiece That You Will Paint on the Insides of Your Eyelids

There is a man with no face and a name I don't
in a house in the middle of the woods
And he said once 'son, don't you out loud
For they are listening, oh they are

Oh, got to be strong
Oh, you've got to holding on
Now it's just a matter of

They provide the paint for the perfect masterpiece that you will
Paint on the of your eyelids
Can you possibly see anything you want to
No, no, there's nothing wrong with the way I see

And he wanted to be a soldier in the next war
He wanted to and fight and maim but not be told what he was fighting for
And that's the way it's going to to be, my friend
And the way it's going to have to be, my friend

I passed a man on the corner in the city
Singing 'Yada yada and tomorrow it'll end'
And I thought I'd live to see another sunny day
But I'm and I fear I'll be here until the end

So watch your mouth or you're going to a grave mistake
Hold your tongue or going to catch a bullet in the head
your mouth or you're going to make a grave mistake
Don't die for anything than the best of life

The things they said went to your
But you never to understand
What they take, you never take back
Cuz they take what they what they can because they can from you

You follow me and you follow me but you ask why
And I wonder what you're under this be another piece of the
I know, I just do what they say
Because say what to do in a matter of fact way

But don't because you might get burned
And you might learn to stand on your own two feet
And I think that it's neat how you learn to
Everything that you hear in the so well

Learn to repeat everything that you so well
You to repeat everything that you hear so well

And everyone was resting because thought it was the end
And even if it wasn't, decided to pretend
And somewhere in the distance I could him whispering
'You can fight all you want, they win in the end, so'

Sometimes in the evening I'm lying in my bed
I am taken to the to that isolated shed
And I wake with is words in my head
And I can't stop thinking the gist of what he said

So watch your mouth or you're going to a grave mistake
Hold your tongue or you're going to catch a in the head
your mouth or you're going to make a grave mistake
Don't die for less than the best of,
settles for the rest, not the best of
I will die for no less than the best of