Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone's Dead

Strange coming today
I put a in my pocket
And I threw it

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

To my worries
Fix my
my hopes
Like a juggernaut

Now souls
Can't feel no
entertainers
Like aerobics

Hybrid
Light a wooded
Toxic
And the plastic

Beats are
are spastic
Boom-box
With a accent

curses
Bible
comin'
From the mangled

Give me grits
get-down shit
Don't need a reason
To let rip

cold
Solar's
One by one
I'll you out

God is
defective
One by one
I'll you out

Mr. making
All the damage
Like a laser
Make a melt

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

running
Underneath feet
So they feel like going somewhere
But not

So put boots
On the warehouse
to you
Like a rope on a chain

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 dark
And the dance full
But everybody's

Cell 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