Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not A Home

Sipping a scummy
Money is
Clumsy is
High dunk types the lights
Funny fight for no cause
Only to hide in those
And scoff from L.A. lofts at smoke laws
Fashion friendly the the act of
Laugh past you then the craft of envy
The Pabst empty
or an M.G.D.
an mp3 on me
Now me
Blog writers snob drivers for ad space
A cog for
The admires of pace business
Infiltrate to the pass
So now the privileged can imitate the working
And get street cred
Tradder Joes and wheat
Catering their nose on the
See them on the end
In the neon the city in
And me another pee on
Man meet me where the ends

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

Lovers of apathy and
These Iron Sheiks the streets
Designer cheap eyeing me
asleep how they be finding me
Relying on the files I
Between the
The sheep the style they keep
a remedy
As Ceci Pas Une Pipe
they identity

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

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

It's getting even harder to find
Being a car
Believing the
Can see you for who you are in the end
A lost
A Walker Black
A sox cap
A false
Now me something honest offend me
Just me that I'm artless hem me
me cuz I'm armless my mouth is harnessed
I'm out of
I'm
My honor defend me
The dollar who pop
It lends me a trust
The Los Angeles bus is empty
I pass them they mask it
The the last one standing
We acting we stand-ins
me
My
I'm the I'm told in
The that left me lonely
With nothing but a in my palm
I was something back home mom

I to find a home
I'm looking for a
I'm thinking of a
I'm of a home
The people need a
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 smoke to name
And a mirror that you at
Feeling the for every chance you took
You to look back
Searching for a