Luyện nghe bài hát Clichés of The World

Sunset over the
By a
A little man up at the sky
An end to a wasted day

of the man at the window
Looking at the down below
It's obvious he's got things on his
He shakes his head, pulls down the

He starts writing a
To make it perfectly
just a man who's reached the end of his rope
Expressing his and his fears

In a world, feels so lonely and
And by the promises they made
a pity that it ended up this way
Life is a cliche

I'm gonna do
What I did
It's such a dull routine, somebody cut this
such a boring cliche

life, day to day
Seems so
Everything you and say
Just cliche

an actor on a movie screen
Living out somebody else's
Living out a total
Reality, a perception

It's such a wasted
any conclusion

Days drift days
Life just away
People so
a cliche

Yes, it is
Yes, it is
Just an
an illusion

Moonlight the high-rise
At the end of the day
The man is asleep in his bed
Tucked up, away

In his he's taken away by alien beings
To galaxy, deep in space
To a planet where a man can live out his
And unimaginable pleasures

But comes and soon the realities of life
shatter his illusions
And the cliches of the will bring him down
But still he's waiting for a

drift into days
Life just away
Everything is
Everything's a

Yes, it is
Yes, it is
It's an illusion
It's just an

Yes, it is
Yes, it is

See the over the motorway
The little man, anger in his eyes
by the window, looks at the sky