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

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

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

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

I passed a man on the corner in the yesterday
Singing yada yada and tomorrow it'll end'
And I never thought I'd live to see another day
But I'm and I fear I'll be here until the end

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

The things said went to your head
But you never tried to
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 could this be another piece of the
I don't know, I just do what say
Because they say what to do in a matter of way

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

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

And everyone was resting because thought it was the end
And even if it wasn't, they decided to
And somewhere in the distance I could hear him
'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 to catch a bullet in the head
Watch your mouth or you're to make a grave mistake
Don't die for anything less the best of,
everyone for the rest, not the best of
I will die for no less the best of life