Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

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

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

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

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

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 me under the stairs
The custodian of your fears
You're leading actor of
Who as you crawled out of the of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the of anonymity

You, who I directed the lovers will
You, who I let hypnotize the
You, who I let in the spotlights glare
You, who wiped me from your
Like a mask
like a greasepaint mask, a mask

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

Your perimeter of courtiers like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralyzed with eyes
Searing the shadows, flooding the
To pluck elusive from the understudy's lips
the soliloquy, maintain the obituary
My cue line in the act
And you wait in solitude, waiting for the prompt

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