Luyện nghe bài hát Pick Up The Phone

Uhh, I just need a minute to who I am
And who I am is so dependent on where we stand
I in any pose, anything but tippy-toes
But don't want you to feel smaller, always
Now I'm a cheerleader, she a
The difference in height isn't aight, I left my ego at the
Now every ring's a sting and I taught ya
Is coming back around to me, just like
And every click is just hammering it home
Who Russian roulette involved answering the phone?
Until my signal or my channel is in roam
Or my dies or it's cancer in my dome
And dear nix the tone, as I my fuckin' pain out
One of your short nodes, might my fuckin' brains out
But you ain't pick up
Talking to myself, exactly you sick of

kinda restless
Did you get my
swirling around and so
No, tell me that you care
When I know you're there
I left the story of my on your answering machine

Hello, can you me?
Hello, are you
Hello, you pick up the phone?
Hello, can you me?
Hello, are you
Hello, you pick up the fuckin' phone?

We were like, if a falls in the forest and
No one is around, does it make a sound?
romantic and profound, but now
We're like lumberjacks holding the that brung it down
So I'm now on your message, talm "Remember?"
Silence in return, that like 'Timber!"
There's some that can't see the forest because liars
But I can't see the cause of the fire
And in our prehistorics, the flowers was for us
Brontosaurus ate the flowers, ate the Brontosaurus
And then the T-Rex turned and ate the florist
That's why I lost my FTD
But that's not important
My sadness' a snitch, my melancholy
Despair wears a wire, my rapping a song
My worry is a rat, my tapping the phone

kinda restless
Did you get my
swirling around and so
I wanna give you
you what I'm feeling
But none of these are secure
No, don't tell me you care
When I know you're there
I left the story of my life on your machine
My tears run off your
Like from a goose
You try to off all the dirt
But your hands aren't getting

Hello, can you me?
Hello, are you
Hello, you pick up the phone?
Hello, can you me?
Hello, are you
Hello, would you pick up the phone?

The make-believers on receivers as you sit and observe
As the curly cord just absorbs all my words
Will you collect us then us or neglect us on the whole
Into the wall, cross the wires on the telephone poles
Then off the towers, then up into the satellites
Then falls down back to Earth to a broken heart back to life
all the time, lost an appetite and lack of sleep
If it's dead and flatten line, I'll a message at the beep

Hello, can you me?
Hello, are you
Hello, you pick up the phone?
Hello, can you me?
Hello, are you
Hello, would you pick up the
Would you up the phone?
Would you pick up the
Hello, you pick up the fuckin' phone?