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 couch with his face to the ground
After around countless nights

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

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

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

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 take hold of the

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

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

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

I wanted to smile like a shot of a kiss
as sharp as a knife, the day expires
In the dry, cracked, trembling lips
But gets inside
I them up to you, I'd like to bear witness to

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

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

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

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