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

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

And this one episode
Close-up cameras were him crying
His red head and his red

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

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

And as he speaks his last
A thought falls from his
And I pick it up and it through 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 apart like a jaw, like an eye
And she me with a sigh

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

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

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

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

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

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