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 frames
Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained

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

The unleashes imagination, in pornographic images
In which you will be the star
Untouchable,
in the darkness, in the darkness
Nursing an erection, a reaction
With no flower to place before gravestone
And the walls enticingly newspaper thin
But that would only be developing the view
And you have to be in voyeuristic color, the public act
Let you model shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats

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

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

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

Your perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid
As you stutter, paralyzed, with eyes
the shadows, flooding the wings
To pluck elusive salvation the understudy's lips
Retrieve the soliloquy, maintain the
My cue line in the last act, and you'll wait in solitude
Waiting for the prompt, for the prompt, waiting for the prompt.

You've played this before