Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

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

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

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

And the walls become newspaper thin
But that would be developing the negative view
And you have to be in voyeuristic color, the public act
Let you model your on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the walk, and the cat walks

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

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

You, who I with the lovers will
You, who I let the lens
You, who I let in the spotlights glare
You, who wiped me from your
a greasepaint mask
Just like a greasepaint mask, a

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

perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralyzed rabbits eyes
Searing the shadows, flooding the
To pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's
Retrieve the soliloquy, maintain the
My cue line in the act
And you wait in silent solitude, waiting for the

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