Luyện nghe bài hát Cut To The Chase

Hold her tight just a doll, falling backwards down the stairs
Trains are howling into the dark (saddest sound you'll hear)
Sell out to the side that lost, buying souls can't be found
Worth what they cost (lives collapse without a sound)
Blown away like paper bags the rain
Shadow falls her face
Light is sinking in her eyes diamonds in a drain
Cut to the
for something to talk about
Words just fall down on the
for something to fill in the cracks
Changing the on the door: 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 miles this place
ringing in her head (She hopes they tell the truth)