Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not A Home

Sipping a pint
Money is
is night
High dunk types the lights
they fight for no cause
Only to hide in bars
And from their L.A. lofts at smoke laws
friendly the the act of trendy
Laugh past you master the craft of envy
The half empty
or an M.G.D.
an mp3 on me
Now me
Blog writers turn snob drivers for ad
A cog for
The admires of fast business
Infiltrate to the pass
So now the privileged can imitate the class
And get they cred
Tradder and wheat bread
Catering their on the weekend
See them on the end
In the neon the sleeps in
And me just pee on
Man meet me where the ends

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

Lovers of and irony
These Iron lining the streets
Designer blind eyeing me
Lying asleep how they be me
Relying on the I leak
Between the
The sheep the style they keep
Needing a
As Ceci Pas Une Pipe
Feeds they

They too self
too many
For you my two pennies on
For who the self
resolve from a photograph
My his guitar 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 veins to me
Two vain eyes in a friendless
Who will remain disguised in every tweet

I need to find a
I'm for a home
I'm thinking of a
I'm dreaming of a
The people a home
A man who a home
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 name
And a mirror you look at
Feeling the for every chance you took
You need to look

It's getting even to find friends
Being a car
Believing the
Can see you for who you are in the end
A rapper
A Johnny Black
A sox cap
A false
Now tell me something offend me
Just tell me that I'm hem me
Tell me cuz I'm my mouth is harnessed
I'm out of
I'm
My won't defend me
The who lusts pop
It me a damaging trust
The Los Angeles bus stop is
I pass they mask it friendly
The laughing the last one
We acting like we
me
My
I'm the I'm told in
The sentence that left me
With nothing but a in my palm
I was something home with mom

I need to find a
I'm looking for a
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 you look at
Feeling the for every chance you took
You to look back
Searching for a