Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

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

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

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

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

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

You can't brush me under the
You can't hide me the stairs
The custodian of your private
You're actor of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the alleys of
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of

You, who I directed with the will
You, who I let hypnotize the
You, who I let in the spotlights glare
You, who wiped me from memory
Like a mask
Just a greasepaint mask, a mask

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, just begun

Your perimeter of courtiers jerk celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralyzed with rabbits
Searing the shadows, flooding the
To pluck elusive from the understudy's lips
the soliloquy, maintain the obituary
My cue in the last act
And you wait in silent solitude, waiting for the

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