Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

When footlights dim in reverence, to passion
Forewarned my audience leaves the
ahead, perfumed shift, within the stammering silence
The face that launched a frames
Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained

You played this before
You played this before
I the mote in eye, eye, eye, eye
I the in your eye
A reaction, reaction

The unleashes imagination
In pornographic images, in which you always be the star
Untouchable, unapproachable, in a darkness, in a darkness
Nursing an erection, a misplaced
With no flower to place, this gravestone

And the walls become enticingly newspaper
But that would only be developing the negative
And you have to be exposed in color, the public act
Let you model shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats walk, and the cat

played this scene before
I've played this scene
I the mote in eye, eye, eye, eye
I the in your eye
A misplaced reaction,

You can't brush me the carpet
You can't hide me under the
The of your private fears
You're actor of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the of obscurity
to rejection in the morass of anonymity

You, who I with the lovers will
You, who I let hypnotize the
You, who I let bathe in the spotlights
You, who wiped me from memory
Like a greasepaint
Just a greasepaint mask, a mask

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

Your perimeter of jerk like celluloid puppets
As you paralyzed with rabbits eyes
Searing the shadows, the wings
To pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's
the soliloquy, maintain the obituary
My cue line in the act
And you wait in silent solitude, for the prompt

for the prompt
Waiting for the
for the prompt
Waiting for the
for the prompt
You've this scene before