Luyện nghe bài hát Third Person

I so outside, of the realms of the stitching.
So very inside, arms and kicking
Symbolically I'm hold
my soul is sold to me
I was the highest bidder, dripping on the dark side
In my not a quitter.
First and second and third
and second and third person!

Once seemed mountains, proceed to the fountains
Of the angriest youth, you could imagine.
sunsets have passed since we last tapped that fountain
That mountain of has grown a brain with thought, and reason.
No better than before my eyes.
It's as though history itself.again.

Much different this
form, better fitting.
An angle up high, born when I first listen.
Historically it has told, harmonically your soul is sold to old.
I was the highest bidder, dripping blood on the dark
In my not a quitter
First and second, and person
First and second and person!