Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

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

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

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

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

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

You can't brush me under the
You hide me under the stairs
The custodian of your private
You're leading actor of
Who as you out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the of anonymity

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

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

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

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