Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Prize

The father giveth, and the father taketh
prays in her bed
He drinks his beer to the TV
Thinks dark thoughts in his
When the that he keeps with his hard won pay
Is asleep after his brutal day
He turns his eyes on his prize
Johanna watches her open just a crack
And a hand that once held her runs the length of her back
Her fallen angel lies on her bed
So confusion in her beautiful head
closes her eyes

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

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

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

Johanna watches the world the outside,
And she dreams of the day she'll fly from this mess
She doesn't know what waiting for
Cause there's nothing left in this house
And in his eyes she's just a Prize

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