Luyện nghe bài hát A Hand To Take Hold Of The Scene

I'm the band in a
Bout a man holding hands with his
On a therapist couch his face to the ground
After around countless nights

And there's this one
Close-up were showing him crying
His red and his red eyes

I'm the in a show
Bout a boy buried alive
From his to his toes by a criminal
But a sensitive soul, with a set of raccoon eyes

And this scene in the show
When a knows he's gonna die
The ground and he climbs inside

And as he speaks his last
A thought falls his mind
And I pick it up and it through the TV
Oh, oh, is a hand to take hold of the scene?

I'm a man in a
And they're in front of my eyes
Is the queen informed of the
With the eyes all got odd and into her spine

She rises up like a young group a heart
Like a claw apart like a jaw, like an eye
And she me with a sigh

We were so far right
We were the fight
We were the light weaken it's beam
Oh, oh, is there a hand to take of the scene?

I wanted to smile like a glistening of a kiss
as sharp as a knife, the day expires
In the dry, cracked, lips [Incomprehensible]
But this inside
I lift up to you, I'd like to bear witness to

Our life that is
And is the cryingest eyes
Gracing face that is making the waste
That is broken as one's fly

Love is in us
Of that ol' cynical covetest, cancerous
And a beauty that all life

it's lived in these nights, holding your hatred tight
Like a sign that should [Incomprehensible] you
When the doors are shut tight, I will dream you
And my dream just sweep you along

all the fires are fanned
We'll shout you our
We're too weak to stand on our two
Oh, oh, is there a hand to hold of the scene?