Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

When dim in reverence, to prescient passion
Forewarned my audience leaves the
ahead, perfumed shift, within the stammering silence
The face launched a thousand frames
Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a career

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

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

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

I've played this before
I've this scene before
I the mote in eye, eye, eye, eye
I the mote in eye
A misplaced reaction,

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

You, who I directed with the will
You, who I let hypnotize the
You, who I let bathe in the spotlights
You, who wiped me your memory
Like a mask
like a greasepaint mask, a mask

But now, I'm the snake in the
The ghost of film reels
I'm the producer of your
And the performance has just
It's just begun, begun, just begun

Your perimeter of courtiers like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralyzed with rabbits
Searing the shadows, the wings
To pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's
the soliloquy, maintain the obituary
My cue line in the act
And you wait in solitude, waiting for the prompt

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