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

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

There is a choice within a
somewhere between
Hidden parts and scars
And remnants of the deepest

I am in sleeplessness
That we need source of rest
Following frequency
Won't become a place to lay our

I've searched and
And in the midst
I've swallowed pride and
left of innocence

Reparations be made
We'll set a
too late to recreate
So here's your

Am I getting
Is this loud
Any means by all
This follows action

You can take my mistakes
And use them for
You can try to
This vessel's by itself is

I've and tried
And tumbled in the
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, the straight
The hand, the furnace, the straight

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

I've and tried
And tumbled in the
swallowed pride and nullified
What's left of

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

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