Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone's Dead

Strange ways today
I put a in my pocket
And I threw it

Been a long
Since a dime
a jukebox sound
Like a mirror in my

To my worries
Fix my
Throw my
a juggernaut walks

Now let-down
feel no rhythm
Sorry
Like aerobics

people
Light a matchstick
Toxic
And the plastic

Beats are
are spastic
Boom-box
With a accent

Voodoo
tongues
Voices
From the mangled

Give me grits
Some get-down
need a good reason
To let rip

cold
Solar's
One by one
knock you out

God is
Hardware
One by one
I'll you out

Mr. Microphone
All the damage
Like a laser
Make a melt

There's phonin' in
Like it's unlimited
Going the motions
Just to they did it

Treadmill's
Underneath their
So they feel like they're somewhere
But not

So let's put
On the warehouse
to you
Like a on a chain store

Throwing
a moving van
Grab a
Like a man

Now fix the
Now the rest
Make a kick sound
an S.O.S.

Get a
'Cause it's after
And the dance full
But double-parked

Cell phone's
in the desert
One by one
I'll you out

Eye of the sun
Is out of its
One by one
knock you out

One by one
This jam is
right

Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun
Eye of the sun