Luyện nghe bài hát Cell Phone's Dead

Strange coming today
I put a in my pocket
And I it away
Been a time
Since a dime
a jukebox sound
Like a in my mind
Control my
Fix my
my hopes
Like a juggernaut
Now souls
Can't no rhythm
Sorry
aerobics victims
Hybrid
Light a matchstick
Toxic and the
Burning
Beats are
are spastic
Boombox
With a accent
Voodoo
Bible
comin'
From the mangled
Give me some
Some shit
need a good reason
To let rip

cold
Soul is
One by one
knock you out
God is
Hardware
One by one
knock you out

Mr. making
All the felt
Like a manifesto
Make a melt
There's phonin' in
Like it's unlimited
Going through the
Just to say they did it
Treadmill's
their feet
So they feel like they're somewhere
But not
So let's put
On the warehouse
to you
Like a on a chainstore
Throwing
From a van
a microphone
Like a man
Now fix the
Now break the
a kick drum sound
an S.O.S.
Get a
Cause it's after
And the dance floor's
But double-parked!

Cell 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