Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

When footlights dim in reverence to passion
Forwarned my audience leaves the stage, ahead
shift, within the stammering silence
The face that launched a thousand
Betrayed by a tear, a stained career

You've played this before, you've played this scene before
I, the mote in eye,
I, the mote in your eye, a misplaced reaction,

The darkroom imagination, in pornographic images
In which you will be the star
Untouchable,
Constant in the darkness, in the
Nursing an erection, a misplaced
With no flower to place before this
And the walls become enticingly newspaper
But that only be developing the negative view
And you have to be in voyeuristic color, the public act
Let you your shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the walk

I've played, this scene before, I've played, scene before
I, the mote in eye,
I, the mote in your eye, a reaction, satisfaction

You can't brush me under the carpet, you can't hide me the stairs
The custodian of your private fears, leading actor of yesteryear
Who, as you out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to in the morass of anonymity
You, who I directed with a lover's will, you who I let the lens
You who I let in the spotlight's glare
You who wiped me from your like a greasepaint mask
like a greasepaint mask

But now I'm the in the grass
The of film reels past
The producer of nightmare
And the performance has just begun, it's begun
Begun, it's just

Your perimeter of courtiers like celluloid puppets
As you stutter, paralyzed, with rabbit's
the shadows, flooding the wings
To pluck elusive from the understudy's lips
Retrieve the soliloquy, the obituary
My cue in the last act, and you'll wait in silent solitude
for the prompt, waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt.

You've this scene before