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 smaller, always taller
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 everything I ya
Is coming back around to me, like revolvers
And every single click is just hammering it
Who knew Russian roulette answering the phone?
Until my dwindles or my channel is in roam
Or my cellphone dies or cancer in my dome
And dear nix the tone, as I pull my pain out
One of short nodes, might blow my fuckin' brains out
But you ain't pick up
Talking to myself, exactly you sick of

kinda restless
Did you get my
It's swirling and so
No, don't tell me that you
When I know you're standing
I left the of my life 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, would you up the fuckin' phone?

We were like, if a tree falls in the and
No one is around, does it really a sound?
romantic and profound, but now
We're like lumberjacks holding the axes that brung it
So I'm now on message, talm 'bout "Remember?"
Silence in return, that sound 'Timber!"
There's some that can't see the forest they're liars
But I can't see the forest cause of the
And in our prehistorics, the was rooting for us
ate the flowers, T-Rex 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 informant
Despair a wire, my longing rapping a song
My worry is a rat, my tapping the phone

Feeling kinda
Did you get my
swirling around and so
I wanna give you
Tell you I'm feeling
But none of these lines are
No, don't tell me you care
When I know you're standing
I left the story of my on your answering machine
My tears run off shoes
Like waters a goose
You try to off all the dirt
But your aren't 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 up the fuckin' phone?

The make-believers on receivers as you sit and observe
As the rubber curly just absorbs all my words
Will you collect us connect us or neglect us on the whole
the wall, then cross the wires 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 and lack of sleep
If it's dead and flatten line, 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, would you pick up the fuckin'