Luyện nghe bài hát Pick Up The Phone

Uhh, I just a minute to replenish 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 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 revolvers
And every single click is hammering it home
Who knew Russian roulette involved the phone?
Until my dwindles or my channel is in roam
Or my cellphone or it's cancer in my dome
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 pick up
Talking to myself, exactly what you of

Feeling kinda
Did you get my
It's around and so
No, don't me that you care
When I know standing there
I the story of my life 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, would you pick up the fuckin'

We were like, if a falls in the forest and
No one is around, does it really a sound?
That's and profound, but now
We're like lumberjacks the axes that brung it down
So I'm now on your message, talm "Remember?"
in return, that sound like '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 flowers was for us
Brontosaurus ate the flowers, ate the Brontosaurus
And then the T-Rex turned and ate the florist
why I lost my FTD endorsements
But really not important
My sadness' a snitch, my informant
Despair wears a wire, my longing a song
My worry is a rat, my tapping the phone

Feeling restless
Did you get my
swirling around and so
I wanna give you
Tell you what I'm
But none of these are secure
No, don't tell me you care
When I know you're standing
I the story of my life on your answering machine
My run off your shoes
Like waters from a
You try to wash off all the
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, would you pick up the phone?

The make-believers on receivers as you sit back and
As the curly cord just absorbs all my words
Will you collect us then connect us or neglect us on the
Into the wall, then the wires on the telephone poles
Then bounces off the towers, then up the satellites
falls 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 and flatten line, I'll leave 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 up the phone?
you pick up the phone?
Would you up the phone?
Hello, would you up the fuckin' phone?