Luyện nghe bài hát Pick Up The Phone

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

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

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

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

Feeling restless
Did you get my
swirling around and so
I wanna give you
you what I'm feeling
But none of lines are secure
No, don't tell me that you
When I know you're there
I left the story of my life on your answering
My tears run off your
Like waters 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 up the fuckin' phone?

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

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