Luyện nghe bài hát Final Cut

Through the eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in blue skies
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground I hide
If you negotiate the minefield in
And beat the dogs and cold electronic eyes
And if you make it the shotguns in the hall
the combination, open the priesthole
And if I'm in I'll
There's a kid who had a big
love to girls in magazines
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found
anybody love him?
Or is it just a dream?
And if I show you my dark
you still hold me tonight?
And if I open my to you
And show you my side
What you do?
Would you your story to Rolling Stone?
Would you take the away
And me alone
And smile in
As you down the phone
Would you send me
Or you take me home?
Thought I oughta my naked feelings
Thought I oughta tear the curtain
I held the blade in hands
Prepared to make it but just then the rang
I never had the to make the final cut
there,
listen,
I I've got it}