Luyện nghe bài hát Incubus

When footlights dim in reverence, to prescient
my audience leaves the stage
Floating ahead, perfumed shift, within the silence
The face launched a thousand frames
Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained

You played this scene
You played scene before
I the in your 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, in a darkness, in a darkness
Nursing an erection, a misplaced
With no flower to place, before gravestone

And the walls become enticingly thin
But that would only be developing the view
And you have to be 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 scene
I've this scene before
I the in your 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 of your private fears
leading actor of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the of obscurity
to rejection in the morass of anonymity

You, who I directed with the lovers
You, who I let the lens
You, who I let bathe in the spotlights
You, who me from your memory
a greasepaint mask
Just a greasepaint mask, a mask

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

Your of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralyzed rabbits eyes
Searing the shadows, the wings
To elusive salvation from the understudy's lips
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
for the prompt
Waiting for the
Waiting for the
You've played scene before