Luyện nghe bài hát Second Intermission

Second

You the third act
talk drops out of the play

You're in the lobby
your tourniquet
for it

And then the sounds
And the lights
And there's all these questions milling
And no time to ask

No bliss for Miss, leading
'Cuz learning about bleeding
But is love if not exquisite
Our saving grace or is it?

And inside your iris
the reflection of my surprise
As you past every last do not enter
And me at my epicenter

And the sounds
And the lights
And there's all these milling around
And there's no to ask

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

Instead, I'm inside some high school
Locker room no
Popping the zits of my loathing
Under lights

And the bell
And the lights
And there's all these questions around
And too ashamed to ask

intermission

You know the act
Small talk out of the play

And standing in the lobby
Tightening your
for it
for it