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

I'm the in a show
Bout a man hands with his wife
On a therapist with his face to the ground
fucking around countless nights

And there's one episode
cameras were showing him crying
His red and his red eyes

I'm the band in a
Bout a boy being alive
his head to his toes by a criminal
But with a sensitive soul, with a set of raccoon

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

And as he his last line
A thought falls his mind
And I it up and write it through the TV
Oh, oh, is there a hand to take hold of the

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

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

We were so far from
We using the fight
We were letting the light weaken it's
Oh, oh, is there a hand to take hold of the

I wanted to smile like a glistening of a kiss
That's as sharp as a knife, the day
In the dry, cracked, trembling [Incomprehensible]
But this gets
I them up to you, I'd like to bear witness to

Our life that is
And is filling the eyes
each face that is making the waste
That is as one's fairly fly

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

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

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