Luyện nghe bài hát Hand, The Furnace, The Straight Face

Quiet, 4 A.M.
I was asleep
to hunt the sheep

There is a choice a voice
Lurking between
Hidden parts and scars
And of the deepest needs

I am in sleeplessness
That we need some source of
with frequency
Won't become a to lay our heads

I've and tried
And tumbled in the
I've swallowed and nullified
left of innocence

Reparations won't be
set a precedent
Never too to recreate
So here's your

Am I through?
Is loud enough?
Any means by all
This feeling follows

You can take my worst
And use them for
You can try to
This by itself is worthless

searched and tried
And tumbled in the
I've swallowed pride and
What's of innocence

won't be made
We'll set a
Never too late to
So your evidence

The hand, the furnace, the face
The hand, the furnace, the straight

(The hand, the furnace)
I've and tried
(The face)
And tumbled in the
(The hand, the furnace)
searched and tried
(The face)
And in the midst

searched and tried
And in the midst
I've swallowed and nullified
What's left of

Reparations won't be
We'll set a
Never too late to
So here's your

(The hand, the furnace)
I've searched and
(The face)
And tumbled in the
(The hand, the furnace)
I've and tried
(The face)
And in the midst