Luyện nghe bài hát Final Cut

Through the fish eyed lens of tear eyes
I can barely the shape of this moment in time
And far flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I
If you negotiate the in drive
And beat the dogs and cheat cold eyes
And if you make it past the shotguns in the
Dial the combination, the priesthole
And if I'm in I'll
a kid who had a big hallucination
Making love to in magazines
He wonders if sleeping with your new found faith
Could anybody love
Or is it just a dream?
And if I show you my side
Will you still me tonight?
And if I my heart to you
And show you my weak
What you do?
Would you sell story to Rolling Stone?
Would you take the children
And leave me
And in reassurance
As you down the phone
Would you send me
Or would you take me
Thought I oughta bare my feelings
Thought I tear the curtain down
I held the blade in trembling
Prepared to make it but just then the rang
I never had the nerve to make the cut
there,
listen,
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