Luyện nghe bài hát Technology (narration)

If the boogieman won't let you
Count your blessings, now you're sheep
You your head and find a spot for me
I climb in bed through my technology

You're lonely, I'm on the other side of the planet
You get to show me because of technological
Luckily this a dead zone, textin' messages on red roam
Come direct in the headphones, like I'm in the bedroom
We on reception, the satellite to keep it visual
good as my connection, tonight the love I get is digital
Face on the iOS, fitta entertaiment for insomnia
Kiss your thigh and breast
Got me fiending flesh like a zombie
Finger rubbin' on the speaker you speakin'
Maybe we can go to sleep like
Hoping we can the frequency
And you can frequently release the freak like
It's the life I lead and my availability is different week like that
Situation isn't gravy all the time, I know it a lot to be my bitch
Eyes on a mission, nights like I'm my device
Put on my and I'm sleeping
Bright when dipped in
Fly to the screen
Bring what's on your mind to
High definition, you into my virtual reality
You be bad to me, charge your battery

If the boogieman let you sleep
Count your blessings, now counting sheep
You clear head and find a spot for me
I in your bed through my technology

you in the mood for love
Give you my computer
All you do is in
I'm watching you doing
like I'm in the room with you

Turn me on I'm feeling
Come I am the weefee
Power going deeply
Inside of you get it then repeat me
Cause it doesn't take for me to reboot
we skeet and we hoot
Hard to hear us when that shroud's
Have you shaking a malfunction, DM's is poppin'
fingers be offing your box and you talking to me
Wish I could hop on the
And be plompin between and be your G
some LTE
Don't you get on me
Cause I need this video to load immediately view it properly
is why I got the big screen
Straight colossal for the screen
Baby you're me so many
I think I finally you a dick meme saying
Hi my name is Hamed if you wanna ride then you hop on
So much skin inside of my phone, I have to label it the hot zone
Love connection, your butt
Inside of my telephone I got a erection
I wish I could and get a hug caressing your beautiful
Now you blood your best friend
Tecca I'm the prodigy
be having a sexual and frolicky
Obviously she's god sex oughta be
Steve Jobs thank you for your

If the boogieman let you sleep
Count your blessings, now counting sheep
You clear head and find a spot for me
I in your bed through my technology

you in the mood for love
Give you my love
All you do is in
I'm watching you doing
It's I'm in the room with you