Luyện nghe bài hát The Hand That Held Me Down

Oh, the razor in apple
The affection of glove
The prison of your
The snake oil of your

The to which you drag me
Just to your scorn
The trumpets the livelong day
But they so forlorn

Did you hold the hand that held me
Did you at my expense?
When there's rust your ragged crown
Who will stand at defense?

And I unveiled my weakness
On your rodeo of
You there so vacantly
Your in your ears

And you by the morning
With all that's left to
But time you say farewell
There's at your heels

Did you kiss the hand that me down?
Was your just pretense?
When there's no one for you to clown
Who will stand at defense?

But it's ashes, Lord, ashes
Soon we all fall
You take your place the saints
Make not a single

And the hills held our childhood
The flowers grow there
You lay beneath them, pushing
And I guess you always

Could you be the hand held me down?
When I was with common sense
And now your are all torn down
There's no one to lean against

And ever your epitaph
Was spattered on my
No one comes to
They can't the stench

But I still sing praises
Every time the calls
The on me falls
Yeah, I alone stand at your