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

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

There is a within a voice
Lurking between
Hidden and facial scars
And of the deepest needs

I am convinced in
we need some source of rest
Following with
become a place to lay our heads

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

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

Am I through?
Is loud enough?
Any by all extremes
feeling follows action

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

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

won't be made
We'll set a
Never too to recreate
So here's evidence

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)
searched and tried
(The face)
And tumbled in the

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

Reparations be made
set a precedent
Never too late to
So your evidence

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