Luyện nghe bài hát Second Intermission

Second

You know the act
Small talk out of the play

You're in the lobby
Tightening tourniquet
for it

And the bell sounds
And the flash
And all these questions milling around
And there's no to ask

No bliss for little Miss,
'Cuz she's about bleeding
But is love if not exquisite
Our only grace or is it?

And inside your iris
Blooms the reflection of my
As you stroll past every do not enter
And touch me at my

And the sounds
And the flash
And there's all these questions milling
And there's no to ask

I'm trying to get there
I really get there
To that quiet where
I myself

Instead, I'm deep inside some high
Locker no clothing
Popping the zits of my self
Under lights

And the sounds
And the flash
And there's all these milling around
And too ashamed to ask

intermission

You the third act
talk drops out of the play

And you're in the lobby
Tightening your
for it
for it