Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not A Home

Sipping a scummy
Money is
Clumsy is
High dunk skunking the lights
Funny fight for no cause
to hide 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 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 fast pace
Infiltrate to the pass
So now the privileged can imitate the class
And get they cred
Tradder Joes and wheat
their nose on the weekend
See them on the end
In the neon the city in
And me another pee on
Man meet me the leash ends

I need to find a
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 and a home
Cus the lights go off
And the show has 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 to look back
for a home

Lovers of apathy and
Iron Sheiks lining the streets
Designer blind eyeing me
Lying how they be finding me
on the files I leak
Between the
The seeking the style they keep
Needing a
As Ceci N'est Pas Une
Feeds identity

They too involved
Their too
For you my two pennies on
For who the dissolves
Felt resolve a photograph
My father his guitar and a
A scholar in a bar with a foaming
a dollar in your jar for the culture clash
Holding fast to a flash memory
The past endlessly
They ask in veins to remember me
Two vain eyes in a sleep
Who will remain in every 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 when the go off
And the show has played
And you've got nothing but the smell of smoke to your
And a that you look at
the hook for every chance you took
You need to look

It's getting harder to find friends
without a car
Believing the
Can see you for who you are in the end
A rapper
A Walker Black
A sox cap
A false
Now tell me something honest me
tell me that I'm artless 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 them mask it friendly
The the last one standing
We like we stand-ins
me
My
I'm the moleskin I'm in
The sentence that left me
nothing but a phone in my palm
I was back home with mom

I to find a home
I'm for a home
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 show has played
And got nothing but the smell of smoke to your name
And a mirror you look at
Feeling the hook for every you took
You need to back
for a home