Luyện nghe bài hát Cut To The Chase

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