Luyện nghe bài hát Cut To The Chase

Hold her tight just like a doll, falling backwards down the
Trains are howling into the dark (saddest you'll ever hear)
Sell out to the side that lost, buying souls that be found
Worth what they cost (lives collapse without a sound)
Blown away like paper bags before the
Shadow falls her face
Light is in her eyes like diamonds in a drain
Cut to the
Scraping for something to talk
Words just down on the floor
for something to fill in the cracks
Changing the sign on the no way out
catch her in the fog
Carved in and steel
hungry like a dog
(Spirit on the wheel)
is ringing in an empty booth
Thousand miles from place
Voices ringing in her head (She hopes they the truth)