Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone's Dead

Strange ways today
I put a in my pocket
And I it away

a long time
Since a federal
Made a jukebox
Like a mirror in my

To control my
Fix my
Throw my
Like a juggernaut

Now souls
Can't feel no
Sorry
Like aerobics

Hybrid
Light a matchstick
Toxic
And the plastic

Beats are
are spastic
Boom-box
With a southern

Voodoo
tongues
Voices
From the mangled

Give me some
Some get-down
Don't need a reason
To let rip

Radio's
infected
One by one
I'll you out

God is
Hardware
One by one
knock you out

Mr. Microphone
All the damage
Like a manifesto
a mannequin melt

There's people in
it's unlimited minutes
Going through the
Just to they did it

running
Underneath feet
So they like they're going somewhere
But not

So let's put
On the floor
to you
Like a rope on a store

Throwing
From a van
a microphone
Like a man

Now fix the
Now the rest
Make a kick sound
an S.O.S.

Get a
'Cause after dark
And the dance floor's
But double-parked

phone's dead
Lost in the
One by one
I'll you out

Eye of the sun
Is out of its
One by one
I'll you out

One by one
jam is real
That's

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