Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Prize

The giveth, and the father taketh away
prays in her bed
He drinks his beer to the TV
dark thoughts in his head
When the house that he keeps his hard won pay
Is finally asleep his brutal day
He turns his 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 fallen angel lies on her bed
So much confusion in her head
closes her eyes

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

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

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

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

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