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 stand in any pose, anything but
But don't want you to feel smaller, taller
Now I'm a cheerleader, she a
The in height isn't aight, I left my ego at the alter
Now every ring's a sting and everything I ya
Is coming back around to me, just like
And every single is just hammering it home
Who knew roulette involved answering the phone?
Until my signal dwindles or my channel is in
Or my cellphone dies or it's cancer in my
And nix the tone, as I pull my fuckin' pain out
One of your nodes, might blow my fuckin' brains out
But you ain't even up
Talking to myself, what you sick of

Feeling restless
Did you get my
swirling around and so
No, don't tell me that you
When I know you're there
I left the story of my life on your answering

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

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

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

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

The on receivers as you sit back and observe
As the rubber curly cord just absorbs all my
you collect us then connect us or neglect us on the whole
Into the wall, then the wires on the telephone poles
Then bounces off the towers, then up the satellites
Then falls down back to to bring a broken heart back to life
Happens all the time, lost an and lack of sleep
If dead and flatten line, I'll leave a message at the beep

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