Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone's Dead

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

Been a time
a federal dime
Made a jukebox
a mirror in my mind

To control my
Fix my
my hopes
Like a walks

Now let-down
feel no rhythm
Sorry
Like victims

people
Light a wooded
Toxic
And the burning

are broken
Bones are
Boom-box
With a accent

Voodoo
Bible
Voices
From the lungs

Give me some
Some shit
Don't a good 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. Microphone
All the damage
Like a manifesto
a mannequin melt

There's people in
Like it's unlimited
through the motions
Just to they did it

Treadmill's
their feet
So they feel like they're going
But not

So put boots
On the floor
to you
Like a on a chain store

equipment
From a van
Grab a
a utility 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 everybody's

Cell dead
Lost in the
One by one
knock 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