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 around countless nights

And there's one episode
Close-up cameras were him crying
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 soul, with a set of raccoon eyes

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

And as he speaks his line
A thought falls from his
And I it up and write it through the TV
Oh, oh, is there a to take 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 into her spine

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

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

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

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

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

Like it's lived in these nights, 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

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