Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

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

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

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

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

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

You can't me under the carpet
You hide me under the stairs
The custodian of private fears
You're leading of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the of obscurity
Sentenced to in the morass 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 your memory
a greasepaint mask
Just like a mask, a mask

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

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

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