Luyện nghe bài hát Homecoming

My is beating from me
I am all alone
Please call me if you are coming home
Waste another year by
Waste a or two
You taught me how to

In the of shame
you've lost your dreams in the rain
There's no of hope
The stems and seeds of the of the dope
There's a glow of
The St. Jimmy is the in the night
gifts and trust
The fixture in the of lust

the hells your name
What's pleasure and what is your pain?
Do you too much?
Do you what you need is a crutch?

In the of pain
St. Jimmy comes any shame
He says, "We're up"
But we're not the
And mom and dad are the ones you can
Jimmy died
He blew his out into the bay
In the states of mind is my own private

Well, cares
Well, cares
Does anyone if nobody cares?
Well, nobody
Well, cares
Does anyone care if nobody

Jesus filling out now
At the on east 12th Street
He's not to a word now
He's in his own world and daydreaming
rather be doing something else now
Like and coffee with the underbelly
His life's on the with anxiety now
she had enough and he had plenty

Somebody get me out of
get me out of here
Somebody get me out of
Get me the fuck out of here

So far away, I want to stay
Get me here right now
I just want to be free, is there a
Get me out of right now
Right!
This life like dream for me

I fell asleep watching Spike TV
After 10 cups of and you're still not here
of a song but something went wrong
And you can't anyone 'cuz no one's here
me here alone and I should've stayed home
After 10 of coffee, I'm thinking

(Where'd you go?)
likes you
Everyone you
(Where'd you go?)
They're all out you
fun

(Where'd you go?)
Everyone you
Nobody you
(Where'd you go?)
They're all out you
fun
(Where'd you go, go, go ,go)

I got a rock n roll
I got a n roll life
I got a n roll girlfriend
And ex-wife

I got a rock n roll
I got a rock n car
I play the shit out the
And I can the guitar

I got a kid in New
I got a kid in the Bay
I haven't drank or nothin' in over 22 days
So get off of my case, off of my
Off of my

Here they marching down the street
Like a desperation murmur of a beat
Coming from the edge of town
their feets

There time has come and going nowhere
Nobody ever that life was fair now
Go-carts and guns are treasures they will
In the heat

The world is spinning round and round out of control
The 7-11 to the of breaking down
So send my love a letter and visit me in hell
the ones going

We're coming again

We're coming home

I fuckin' running
As soon as my touch ground
We're in the Barrio
And to you and me, that's town, thats

We're coming again

We're coming again

We're coming home

We're coming again

We're coming again

We're coming home

We're coming home

We're coming again

We're home again

We're home again

likes you
Everyone you
all out without you
fun