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

I'm the band in a
Bout a man holding hands his wife
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 band in a
Bout a boy being buried
From his to his toes by a criminal
But with a soul, with a set of raccoon eyes

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

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

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

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

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

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

Our that is fine
And is filling the cryingest
Gracing each face is making the waste
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 lived in these nights, holding your hatred
Like a sign that should you strong
When the are shut tight, I will dream you tonight
And my will 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 to take hold of the scene?