Luyện nghe bài hát Gassed & Stoked - Loss

Well you your tracks and now I can't see you
You had your ashes at sea
There's no to visit, no tombstone to look at
You in the new york times obituary
no record, no tape, no book, no movie
Some photographs and
Sometimes I dial your number by mistake
And this is what I

This is no longer a working number,
Please your call
This is no longer a working
Your doesn't live here anymore
This is no longer a number
If you still require
on the line and an operator
Will try to you out

I knew I should have seen you that
I knew I have left
But you so good, your spirits so up
I thought I'd see you week
I say and over if I had half a brain
If I had half a in my head
I sit here dialing a wrong number
And listening to some recording said

This is no a working number
redial your call
This is no longer a number
Your doesn't live here anymore
This is no longer a working
Well, if you require help
Stay on the line and an
Will try to you out

I knew I should have written, written things
I always say I'll never
Who can forget a pilot
a concert pianist, ah
A painter, a poet, songwriter
My are blending in my head
They're melting into one great
And that spirit dead

Now I may not remember everything that you
But I remember all the sings you've
And not a day goes by not an
When I try to be like you
You gassed, stoked and rarin' to go
And you were way all of the time
So I guess you know why I'm at myselves
Every time I the wrong line

is no longer a working number, baby
This is no longer a number
Gassed, stoked and to go
Gassed, and rarin' to go
Gassed, and rarin' to go
Gassed, stoked and to go
Gassed, and rarin' to go
Gassed, stoked and to go
Gassed, stoked and to go
Gassed, stoked and to go