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

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

And this one episode
Close-up cameras were showing him
His red and his red eyes

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

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

And as he speaks his last
A thought falls from his
And I pick it up and it through the TV
Oh, oh, is there a to take hold of the scene?

I'm a man in a
And they're dancing in front of my
Is the queen of the flaws
the eyes all got odd and rumpled into 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 the fight
We were letting the weaken it's beam
Oh, oh, is a hand to take hold of the scene?

I to smile like a glistening shot of a kiss
as sharp as a knife, the day expires
In the dry, cracked, trembling lips
But this inside
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 as one's fairly fly

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

Like it's lived in these nights, your hatred tight
Like a sign that [Incomprehensible] you strong
When the doors are tight, I will dream you tonight
And my dream will sweep you along

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