Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

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

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

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

played, this scene before, I've played, this scene before
I, the in your 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, your leading actor of
Who, as you out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of
You, who I directed with a lover's will, you who I let hypnotize the
You who I let bathe in the glare
You who me from your memory like a greasepaint mask
Just a greasepaint mask

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

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

played this scene before