Luyện nghe bài hát Final Cut

Through the eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear skies
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I
If you negotiate the minefield in
And beat the and cheat cold electronic eyes
And if you it past the shotguns in the hall
the combination, open the priesthole
And if I'm in I'll
a kid who had a big hallucination
Making to girls in magazines
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found
Could love him?
Or is it just a dream?
And if I you my dark side
Will you still hold me
And if I my heart to you
And you my weak side
would you do?
Would you sell your to Rolling Stone?
Would you the children away
And leave me
And in reassurance
As you whisper the phone
you send me packing?
Or would you me home?
I oughta bare my naked feelings
Thought I oughta tear the curtain
I held the in trembling hands
Prepared to make it but then the phone rang
I never had the to make the final cut
there,
listen,
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