Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Prize

The giveth, and the father taketh away
Johanna in her bed
He drinks his to the TV chatter
Thinks dark in his head
When the house he keeps with his hard won pay
Is finally after his brutal day
He his eyes on his beautiful prize
Johanna watches her door open a crack
And a hand that once her runs down the length of her back
Her angel lies down on her bed
So much confusion in her beautiful
Johanna closes her

In a full of secrets the truth doesn't matter
Johanna buries her shame and dreams of
They just scatter, she grows to the pain
She remember how it was before
And she doesn't know who she is
She's in as his Beautiful Prize

Johanna watches her life the outside
And she dreams that one day she'll fly free from mess
She's a hawk trying to soar with a wing
And she doesn't anymore about anything
She just her eyes

She just can't stand his anger, she can't bear his heat
She takes a hard look at life on the street, yeah
In a house of secrets the truth doesn't matter
And any dreams of salvation, they just

Johanna the world from the outside,
And she dreams of the day she'll fly free this mess
She doesn't know what waiting for
Cause there's left in this house anymore
And in his eyes just a Beautiful Prize

Oh, just a Beautiful Prize...
Yeah, Johanna...
Oh, Hanna...