Luyện nghe bài hát The Web

The auditions at my window
Its symphony echoes in my
My gaze scans the walls of apartment
To the confines of my tomb

I'm the cyclops in the
I'm the soul the cause
Crying 'midst my rubber
Ignoring beckoning
Clippings from ancient
Lie scattered across the
Stained by the wine from a shattered
Meaningless
Yellowed by
photos exposing the pain
Celluloid leeches bleeding my
Christ you've finished hangman
You've the fateful dice
Advice, advice, advice me, this shroud not suffice
And thus the web

Attempting to discard these clinging
I only serve to wallow in our
I the weave with my excuses
It's I hope and pray shall last
Oh do last
Oh do last

The fly trap needs the
Ivy caresses the
make love to the junkies
The sirens seduce their call
Confidence has deserted me, with you it has me
Confused and rejected, and alone,
I kiss on its fevered brow
clutching me
Obscurity me
Christ, your reasons so obvious
As my have qualified
I only laughed away your tears, but jesters cry
But even cry

I realize I the key to freedom
Ohh I cannot let my life be ruled by
The has come to make decisions
The changes have to be

I realize I the key to freedom
I cannot let my life be ruled by
The time has come to make
The have to be made

Now I you
The past have its say
You're all but
A mote in my
Decisions been made
been made
They've been

have been made
I've my fears, all my fears
The shroud, the flaming shroud
ends the web, the web, the web, the web, the web