Luyện nghe bài hát Slapped Actress

Don't tell my sister your most recent vision
Don't my family they're all wicked strict Christian
Don't tell the hangers on, don't your friends
Don't tell them we went down to City again

tell the dancers, they'll just get distracted
Don't tell the DJs, they already us
Don't mention the bloodshed, mention the skins
Don't tell them, City almost killed us again

We are the theater, they are the
Dressed up to be seated, upwards and dreaming
We're the projectors, we're the screening
We're dust in the spotlights, we're kinda floating

Don't drop little hints, I don't them to guess
Don't mention Tampa, they'll just all the rest
Don't mention bloodshed, tell them it hurts
Don't say we saw angels, they'll take us straight to the

They queue up for tickets to see the
They push to get looking upwards with wonder
We are the actors, the are rolling
be Ben Gazarra, you'll be Gena Rowlands

Sometimes get slapped
Sometimes get slapped
Sometimes fake turn out bad
Sometimes get slapped

Some making it look real
Might end up with hurt
Some nights it's entertainment
And some nights it's worse

come in for the beating, sit in stadium seating
They're holding their hands out for the body and now
We're the directors, our hands will steady
I'll be John Cassavetes, let me know you're ready

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Man, we make our own
Man, we make our own

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Man, we make our own
Man, we our own movies

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa, whoa,