Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not A Home

Sipping a pint
Money is
Clumsy is
High dunk types skunking the
they fight for no cause
Only to hide in those
And scoff their L.A. lofts at smoke laws
Fashion the the act of trendy
Laugh you then master the craft of envy
The Pabst empty
or an M.G.D.
an mp3 on me
Now me
writers turn snob drivers for ad space
A cog for
The admires of pace business
Infiltrate to earn the
So now the privileged can imitate the class
And get they street
Tradder and wheat bread
their nose on the weekend
See on the deep end
In the neon the city in
And me just pee on
Man meet me the leash ends

I to find a home
I'm looking for a
I'm thinking of a
I'm dreaming of a
The need a home
A man who a home
A and a home
Cus the lights go off
And the has been 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 to look back
for a home

Lovers of and irony
These Iron Sheiks lining the
cheap blind eyeing me
Lying asleep how they be me
Relying on the files I
Between the
The seeking the style they keep
a remedy
As Ceci N'est Pas Une
they identity

They too involved
too many
For you my two pennies on
For who the dissolves
Felt from a photograph
My his guitar and a phonograph
A scholar in a bar a foaming stash
Putting a dollar in your jar for the clash
Holding fast to a made memory
The past fades
They ask in veins to remember me
Two vain in a friendless sleep
Who will remain disguised in every tweet

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

It's getting even to find friends
without a car
Believing the
Can see you for who you are in the end
A rapper
A Johnny Black
A sox cap
A rapture
Now tell me something offend me
Just tell me that I'm hem me
Tell me cuz I'm armless my mouth is
I'm out of
I'm
My honor won't me
The dollar who pop
It me a damaging trust
The Los Angeles bus stop is
I pass them they mask it
The the last one standing
We acting like we
me
My
I'm the I'm told in
The sentence left me lonely
nothing but a phone in my palm
I was back home with mom

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