Luyện nghe bài hát 405

1- (Aloma Steele)
Drivin' down the 405, the butterflies, I alive.
My is warm, my eyes are wide.
Paralyzed 'till I arrive, the chills are running my spine.
It's funny it's warm outside.

Pixels before I opened the door.
Feel it in my core, be patient no more.
Footsteps with your face on display,
Echoes that stray from your voice, too late.

I'm more fragile than I've been,
In a where, you are unaware.
(Hang in), up and it all begins,
Not a screen tonight, is real life.

Pixels before 'till I the door.
Feel it in my core, be patient no more.
I'm fragile than I've ever been,
Not a screen tonight, is real life.

Rift-
Not a tonight, this is real life. (3x)

2- (Alexa Lusader)
Drivin' down the 405, L.A., 'cause my time.
The space is on the rise.
Something missing inside, you I want you by my side,
But I realize...

Emotions flow, tears are to grow.
Strangers no more I open the door.
Footsteps await with face on display,
Echoes will stay your voice when you say...

(variant)-
I'm more fragile than ever been,
In a where, I am unaware.
(You're it), up and it all begins,
Not a screen tonight, this is life.

Emotions flow, tears are to grow.
Strangers no when I open the door.
I'm more than I've ever been,
Not a tonight, this is real life.

Rift-
Not a screen tonight, this is life. (3x)