Luyện nghe bài hát Hand To Take Hold Of The Scene, A

I'm the in a show
Bout a man holding hands with his
On a therapist couch with his face to the
After fucking around countless

And there's this one
Close-up cameras were showing him
His red and his red eyes

I'm the band in a
Bout a boy buried alive
From his head to his by a criminal
But with a soul, with a set of raccoon eyes

And this scene in the show
a hustler knows he's gonna die
The ground opens and he climbs

And as he his last line
A falls from his mind
And I it up and write it through the TV
Oh, oh, is there a hand to hold of the scene?

I'm a man in a
And they're in front of my eyes
Is the queen informed of the
With the eyes all got odd and rumpled her spine

She rises up like a young group from a
Like a claw apart like a jaw, like an eye
And she me with a sigh

We were so far from
We were using the
We were letting the weaken it's beam
Oh, oh, is a hand to take hold of the scene?

I wanted to smile like a shot of a kiss
That's as as a knife, the day expires
In the dry, cracked, lips [Incomprehensible]
But this gets
I lift up to you, I'd like to bear witness to

Our that is fine
And is the cryingest eyes
each face that is making the waste
That is broken as one's fly

Love is in us
Of that ol' covetest, cancerous vibe
And a beauty that annihilates all

it's lived in these nights, holding your hatred tight
Like a sign that should you strong
the doors are shut tight, I will dream you tonight
And my dream will just you along

When all the are fanned
We'll shout you our
too weak to stand on our two feet
Oh, oh, is there a hand to hold of the scene?