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

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

And this one episode
Close-up cameras were showing him
His red and his red eyes

I'm the in a show
a boy being buried alive
From his 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 knows gonna die
The ground opens and he inside

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

I'm a man in a
And they're dancing in 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 from a heart
Like a splits apart like a jaw, like an eye
And she me with a sigh

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

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

Our life is fine
And is the cryingest eyes
Gracing each face that is making the
is broken as one's fairly fly

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

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

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