Luyện nghe bài hát Ultra Mundane

Come the ultra mundane of life
You it by the trail of the nervousness
Your memories compress, senses are sly
And portions of your shadowiness on, on everyday nights
northern lights
Pour it all at their

Start beginning by
It's time, time, it's time
A new tradition, a new
It's time, it's time, it's

It's time to make it with a wristband, alright
To see Etobicoke
To get pretend scars, to see a pair
To feel as as a sneeze in a motorcycle helmet

Feel the ultra mundane of life
A poet in the

beginning, new traditions
It's time, it's time, time
The demolition is
time, it's time, it's time
They're the tradition
It's time, it's time, it's
No in the beginning
time, it's time

But no time to ask, "Hey, whatcha building? Another ocean?"
You looked at me like I was eating eggs in slow motion
Maybe, I saw you soften, baby
When your angst had me over shoulder
Your beleaguered old

Start beginning, a new
time, it's time, it's time
No tradition of
It's time, time, it's time
No conditions, no
It's time, it's time, it's
A new beginning, a new

And at the end I'll burn so
You might ask, "Hey, whatcha building? Another ocean? ocean?"