Luyện nghe bài hát 405

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

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

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

Pixels 'till I opened 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, told you I you by my side,
But I realize...

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

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

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

-Electronic
Not a screen tonight, is real life. (3x)