Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

When footlights dim in reverence, to passion
Forewarned my leaves the stage
Floating ahead, perfumed shift, the stammering silence
The face that launched a frames
Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained

You played this before
You this scene before
I the mote in eye, eye, eye, eye
I the in your eye
A misplaced reaction,

The darkroom unleashes
In images, in which you will always be the star
Untouchable, unapproachable, constant in a darkness, in a
an erection, a misplaced reaction
With no flower to place, before gravestone

And the walls become enticingly newspaper
But that only be developing the negative view
And you have to be exposed in color, the public act
Let you model your shame on the mannequin catwalk,
Let the cats walk, and the cat

I've this scene before
I've this scene before
I the in your eye, eye, eye, eye
I the in your eye
A reaction, satisfaction

You can't brush me under the
You can't hide me under the
The custodian of your fears
You're leading of yesteryear
Who as you out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to in the morass of anonymity

You, who I directed with the will
You, who I let the lens
You, who I let bathe in the glare
You, who wiped me from memory
Like a mask
like a greasepaint mask, a mask

But now, I'm the in the grass
The of film reels past
I'm the producer of nightmare
And the has just begun
It's just begun, begun, it's begun

perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralyzed with eyes
Searing the shadows, the wings
To pluck elusive salvation from the lips
Retrieve the soliloquy, maintain the
My cue line in the act
And you in silent solitude, waiting for the prompt

Waiting for the
for the prompt
Waiting for the
Waiting for the
for the prompt
You've this scene before