Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not A Home

Sipping a scummy
is tight
Clumsy is
High dunk types the lights
Funny they fight for no
Only to hide in those
And scoff their L.A. lofts at smoke laws
Fashion the the act of trendy
Laugh past you then master the craft of
The half empty
or an M.G.D.
an mp3 on me
Now me
Blog writers turn snob for ad space
A cog for
The admires of pace business
Infiltrate to the pass
So now the can imitate the working class
And get street cred
Tradder and wheat bread
Catering their on the weekend
See on the deep end
In the the city sleeps in
And me another pee on
Man meet me where the ends

I need to a home
I'm for a home
I'm of a home
I'm dreaming of a
The people need a
A man who needs a
A woman and a
Cus the lights go off
And the show has played
And you've got nothing but the smell of to your name
And a mirror you look at
the hook for every chance you took
You need to back
Searching for a

Lovers of apathy and
Iron Sheiks lining the streets
Designer cheap eyeing me
Lying asleep how they be me
on the files I leak
Between the
The sheep seeking the style keep
a remedy
As Ceci Pas Une Pipe
Feeds they

They too involved
Their too
For you my two pennies on
For who the dissolves
Felt resolve from a
My his guitar and a phonograph
A in a bar with a foaming stash
Putting a in your jar for the culture clash
Holding fast to a flash made
The fades endlessly
ask in their veins to remember me
Two vain eyes in a friendless
Who will remain disguised in every tweet

I to find a home
I'm looking for a
I'm of a home
I'm dreaming of a
The people need a
A man who needs a
A and a home
Cus when the go off
And the show has been
And you've got nothing but the smell of smoke to your
And a mirror you look at
Feeling the hook for chance you took
You need to look

It's getting even harder to find
Being a car
the bartend
Can see you for who you are in the end
A lost
A Walker Black
A sox cap
A rapture
Now me something honest offend me
Just tell me I'm artless hem me
me cuz I'm armless my mouth is harnessed
I'm out of
I'm
My honor won't me
The who lusts pop
It lends me a trust
The Los Angeles bus stop is
I pass them they it friendly
The laughing the last one
We acting we stand-ins
me
My
I'm the moleskin I'm in
The sentence that left me
With nothing but a in my palm
I was something back home mom

I need to a home
I'm for a home
I'm of a home
I'm of a home
The need a home
A man who needs a
A and a home
Cus the lights go off
And the has been played
And you've got nothing but the smell of smoke to your
And a mirror that you at
Feeling the hook for every you took
You need to look
for a home