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 couch with his face to the ground
After fucking around countless

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

I'm the in a show
Bout a boy buried alive
From his to his toes by a criminal
But with a sensitive soul, 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 pick it up and it through the TV
Oh, oh, is there a hand to take hold of the

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

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

We were so far right
We using the fight
We were letting the light weaken 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 [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
each face that is making the waste
That is broken as one's fly

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

Like it's lived in these nights, holding your tight
Like a sign that should you strong
When the doors are shut tight, I will dream you
And my dream just sweep 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 to take hold of the scene?