Luyện nghe bài hát Gassed & Stoked - Loss

Well you covered your tracks and now I see you
You had your scattered at sea
There's no grave to visit, no to look at
You were in the new york obituary
no record, no tape, no book, no movie
Some and memories
Sometimes I dial phone number by mistake
And this is I hear

This is no longer a number, baby
redial your call
This is no longer a working
party doesn't live here anymore
This is no longer a number
If you require help
Stay on the and an operator
try to bail you out

I knew I should have you that thursday
I I shouldn't have left
But you sounded so good, your so up
I I'd see you next week
I say over and if I had half a brain
If I had a brain in my head
I wouldn't sit dialing a wrong number
And listening to what recording said

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

I knew I should have written, written things
I always say I'll forget
Who can forget a one-eyed
a concert pianist, ah
A painter, a poet, songwriter
My friends are in my head
They're melting into one great
And that spirit dead

Now I may not remember everything you said
But I remember all the sings done
And not a day goes by not an
When I don't try to be you
You were gassed, stoked and to go
And you that way all of the time
So I guess you know why I'm laughing at
Every time I dial the wrong

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