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

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

And this one episode
cameras were showing him crying
His red head and his red

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

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

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

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

She rises up a young group from a heart
Like a splits apart like a jaw, like an eye
And she asks me with a

We so far from right
We using the fight
We were the light weaken it's beam
Oh, oh, is there a 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, trembling [Incomprehensible]
But gets inside
I lift them up to you, I'd to bear witness to

Our life is fine
And is filling the eyes
Gracing each face that is making the
That is broken as fairly fly

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

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

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