Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

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

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

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

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

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

You can't me under the carpet
You can't hide me under the
The custodian of your private
You're leading of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the alleys of
Sentenced to in the morass of anonymity

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

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

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

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