Luyện nghe bài hát No Service

1]
Before my died, he called me
Only to remind me day above the ground is a blessing
I didn't pick up because I was underground in the basement, in a
No service, yeah, no
I act like I miss home even though I started writing really only to escape it
Only part of that I look forward to is the plane ride
me space and no service, no service
I won't go to service for mom, won't go to for dad
Grandma think I need religion, sister think is a trap
I saw the rabbi, he asked me if I'm faithful
I "Yeah, I'm faithful"
Thank God, thank God, thank God he didn't ask I'm faithful to
My girl like she faithful
She pray, pray I'm faithful
But no matter what I really say, but no matter I really do
Everything that I say isn't true, that I say is a fight
She that I only wanna fight, but I do not wanna fight with her
I just wanna see how fight, how much fight she got in her
How much trust she got in her? How tours I go on?
How many times I slip? How many chances I get?
How much love she got in How much trust she got in her?
How much she got in her? How many times I bought dinner?
How much can I spare?
This meal cost one fifty
And I'ma a fucking chair if I get no service

Waitress: Are you all set to order?
Yeah, uh, you wanna go first?
Girl: Yeah, sure, can I get the, uh, I even know how to pronounce it, but it's right here on the menu, and can I get that without any dressing?

2]
By myself in rooms
Is the only I can really get myself to sleep lately
"Do not disturb" sign on door handle for the cleaning lady
I want no service, yeah, no
I write about the shit I think about every day
say it takes so much courage
My boy got back from the military
I never said "Thank you for service"
No
No one thinks I need
No one thinks I nourishment
Two comments on my last post
No one thinks I encouragement
No one I need a visit
No one I need a favor
No one at my doorstep packages delivered by a stranger
Mailman at my house more than anybody I know today
But I shared a word with him
Shit, I don't know his name
I how much he infer about me
From the fan mail and words about me
clothes, new phones, humidifiers, microphones
European adapters
And shirts in buckets, CDs and both that refer me
He probably me better than my friends
I bet he never even about me
When I'm home, I don't tell a
Only management and that label
My fans say they take my soul
But sometimes I think that they care the
My fans wanna hear my heart
I give it up like this shit ain't in my
I give it up, it up, give it up
said "What if one day there's just nothin' left?"
That made me wonder after my soul?
Shit, do I even in a soul?
I'm just overthinking it all
Probably overthinking it all
8 AM, outta bed, hit the gym
Leave the gym, the flow, one day
Used to like a brand new beginning, now it don't
No complaints, old friend at the gym I
I'm so-so, at home
Knock, knock at the door, leave me
I don't wanna see no motherfuckin'

Postal
Postal service, is home?