Luyện nghe bài hát Cut To The Chase

Hold her tight just like a doll, falling down the stairs
Trains are into the dark (saddest sound you'll ever hear)
Sell out to the side that lost, souls that can't be found
exactly what they cost (lives collapse without a sound)
Blown away like paper before the rain
Shadow falls her face
Light is sinking in her eyes diamonds in a drain
Cut to the
Scraping for something to about
Words just fall on the floor
for something to fill in the cracks
Changing the sign on the no way out
Headlights her in the fog
Carved in halogen and
Crawling like a dog
(Spirit on the wheel)
is ringing in an empty booth
Thousand from this place
Voices ringing in her head (She hopes they the truth)