Luyện nghe bài hát Cell Phone's Dead

Strange coming today
I put a dollar in my
And I it away
Been a time
Since a dime
Made a sound
a mirror in my mind
Control my
Fix my
my hopes
Like a juggernaut
Now souls
feel no rhythm
Sorry
Like aerobics
Hybrid
a wooded matchstick
Toxic and the
Burning
Beats are
Bones are
talkin'
With a southern
Voodoo
Bible
comin'
From the lungs
me some grits
Some get-down
Don't need a reason
To let rip

Radio's
Soul is
One by one
knock you out
God is
Hardware
One by one
I'll you out

Mr. Microphone
All the damage
Like a laser
a mannequin melt
There's people in
Like it's minutes
Going through the
Just to say that did it
Treadmill's
Underneath feet
So they feel they're going somewhere
But not
So let's put
On the warehouse
to you
Like a on a chainstore
Throwing
a moving van
Grab a
a utility man
Now fix the
Now the rest
Make a kick drum
an S.O.S.
Get a
Cause it's after
And the dance floor's
But double-parked!

phone's dead
Lost in the
One by one
knock you out
Eye of the sun
Is out of the
One by one
I'll you out
One by one

This shit is real... right

Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun