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

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

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

I'm the in a show
Bout a boy being buried
From his head to his toes by a
But with a sensitive soul, with a set of eyes

And there's this scene in the
When a knows he's gonna die
The ground opens and he inside

And as he speaks his line
A thought falls from his
And I pick it up and write it 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 up like a young group from a heart
a claw splits apart like a jaw, like an eye
And she asks me with a

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

I wanted to smile like a glistening shot of a
That's as as a knife, the day expires
In the dry, cracked, trembling lips
But this inside
I lift them up to you, I'd like to witness to

Our that is fine
And is filling the cryingest
Gracing each face that is the waste
That is as one's fairly fly

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

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 fires are
We'll you our plans
We're too weak to on our two feet
Oh, oh, is a hand to take hold of the scene?