Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not A Home

Sipping a scummy
Money is
is night
High dunk types the lights
Funny they fight for no
Only to in those bars
And scoff from their L.A. at smoke laws
Fashion the the act of trendy
Laugh past you master the craft of envy
The Pabst half
or an M.G.D.
an mp3 on me
Now me
Blog turn snob drivers for ad space
A cog for
The admires of fast business
to earn the pass
So now the privileged can the working class
And get they street
Tradder Joes and bread
Catering nose on the weekend
See on the deep end
In the the city sleeps in
And me just pee on
Man meet me where the leash

I need to find a
I'm looking for a
I'm of a home
I'm of a home
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 but the smell of smoke to your name
And a mirror you look at
Feeling the hook for chance you took
You need to back
Searching for a

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

They too involved
too many
For you my two pennies on
For who the self
Felt from a photograph
My father his and a phonograph
A scholar in a bar with a stash
Putting a dollar in your jar for the culture
Holding fast to a flash memory
The fades endlessly
They ask in their to remember me
Two vain eyes in a sleep
Who will remain disguised in senseless tweet

I to find a home
I'm looking for a
I'm of a home
I'm dreaming of a
The people a home
A man who a home
A woman and a
Cus when the go off
And the has been played
And you've got but the smell of smoke to your name
And a that you look at
Feeling the hook for every chance you
You need to back

It's even harder to find friends
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 that I'm hem me
me cuz I'm armless my mouth is harnessed
I'm out of
I'm
My won't defend me
The who lusts pop
It lends me a damaging
The Los Angeles bus stop is
I them they mask it friendly
The laughing the one standing
We like we stand-ins
me
My
I'm the I'm told in
The sentence that left me
With but a phone in my palm
I was something home with mom

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