Luyện nghe bài hát Technology (narration)

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

You're laying lonely, I'm on the other of the planet
You get to show me because of advancement
Luckily this ain't a dead zone, textin' on red roam
direct in the headphones, sextin' like I'm in the bedroom
We relying on reception, the satellite to keep it
Only good as my connection, tonight the I get is digital
Face on the iOS, fitta entertaiment for insomnia
your pixelated thigh and breast
Got me fiending like a zombie love
Finger rubbin' on the speaker you speakin'
Maybe we can go to sleep like
we can keep the frequency
And you can frequently release the freak that
It's the life I lead and my availability is different week like that
Situation isn't gravy all the time, I know it take a lot to be my
Eyes on a mission, nights I'm turning my device
Put on my wifi and I'm
Bright when it's in
Fly to the screen
Bring what's on your to fruition
High definition, pull you my virtual reality
You wanna be bad to me, your battery

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

When you in the for love
you my computer love
All you do is in
I'm watching what you
It's like I'm in the room you

Turn me on I'm feeling
Come I am the weefee
surge going deeply
Inside of you get it then repeat me
Cause it take nothing for me to reboot
Simultaneously we and we hoot
Hard to hear us when that bumpin'
Have you like a malfunction, DM's is poppin'
fingers be offing your box and you talking to me
Wish I could hop on the
And be between and be rocking your G
some LTE
Don't you get on me
Cause I this video to load immediately gotta view it properly
This is why I got the big
colossal for the split screen
Baby you're sending me so
I think I save you a dick meme saying
Hi my name is Hamed if you wanna ride you gotta hop on
So much skin inside of my phone, I have to label it the hot zone
Love connection, your reflection
Inside of my telephone I got a chub
I wish I could and get a hug your beautiful body
Now you blood your best friend
Nina I'm the prodigy
Gotta be having a sexual and
she's god this sex oughta be
Steve Jobs thank you for your

If the boogieman let you sleep
Count your blessings, now you're counting
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
It's like I'm in the room you