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

I'm the in a show
Bout a man holding with his wife
On a therapist couch with his face to the
After fucking around countless

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

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

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

And as he speaks his line
A thought from 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 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 claw apart like a jaw, like an eye
And she asks me a sigh

We so far from right
We were the fight
We were letting the light weaken it's
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, trembling lips
But gets inside
I lift them up to you, I'd like to witness to

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

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

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

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