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 want you to feel smaller, always 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 everything I ya
Is coming back around to me, like revolvers
And every single click is just hammering it
Who knew roulette involved answering the phone?
Until my dwindles or my channel is in roam
Or my cellphone dies or it's cancer in my
And dear nix the tone, as I my fuckin' pain out
One of your short nodes, blow my fuckin' brains out
But you ain't even 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 you're standing there
I left the story of my life on 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 tree in the forest and
No one is around, does it really make a
That's and profound, but now
We're like lumberjacks holding the axes brung it down
So I'm now on message, talm 'bout "Remember?"
Silence in return, that sound 'Timber!"
There's some that can't see the forest because they're
But I can't see the forest of the fire
And in our prehistorics, the was rooting for us
Brontosaurus ate the flowers, ate the Brontosaurus
And then the T-Rex around and ate the florist
That's why I my FTD endorsements
But that's really not
My a snitch, my melancholy informant
Despair wears a wire, my longing rapping a
My worry is a rat, my lonely the phone

Feeling restless
Did you get my
It's swirling and so
I give you reasons
Tell you I'm feeling
But of these lines are secure
No, don't me that you care
When I know standing there
I left the story of my on your answering machine
My tears run off your
Like waters from a
You try to off all the dirt
But your hands aren't clean

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?

The on receivers as you sit back and observe
As the rubber curly cord absorbs all my words
Will you collect us connect us or neglect us on the whole
Into the wall, then cross the on the telephone poles
Then bounces off the towers, up into the satellites
Then down back to Earth to bring a broken heart back to life
Happens all the time, lost an appetite and 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 pick up the
Hello, can you me?
Hello, are you
Hello, would you pick up the
you pick up the phone?
Would you pick up the
Hello, you pick up the fuckin' phone?