Luyện nghe bài hát The Hand That Held Me Down

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

The heights to you drag me
Just to hurl scorn
The play the livelong day
But they so forlorn

Did you hold the hand held me down?
Did you laugh at my
When there's rust upon your crown
Who stand at your defense?

And when I my weakness
On your of tears
You stood so vacantly
Your fingers in ears

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

Did you kiss the hand that held me
Was your just pretense?
When no one left for you to clown
Who stand at your defense?

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

And the that held our childhood
The flowers grow still
You lay them, pushing weeds
And I you always will

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

And since your epitaph
Was spattered on my
No one to call
They can't stand the

But I still your praises
Every the curtain calls
The burden on me
Yeah, I alone stand at defense