Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not A Home

Sipping a pint
is tight
Clumsy is
High dunk skunking the lights
Funny they fight for no
Only to hide in those
And from their L.A. lofts at smoke laws
friendly the the act of trendy
Laugh past you then the craft of envy
The Pabst half
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 pace
Infiltrate to earn the
So now the can imitate the working class
And get they cred
Joes and wheat bread
Catering nose on the weekend
See on the deep end
In the neon the sleeps in
And me just pee on
Man meet me the leash ends

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

Lovers of and irony
These Iron lining the streets
Designer blind eyeing me
Lying asleep how they be me
Relying on the files I
the idols
The sheep seeking the style keep
Needing a
As Ceci N'est Pas Une
Feeds they

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 with a foaming
Putting a dollar in jar for the culture clash
Holding fast to a flash memory
The fades endlessly
ask in their veins to remember me
Two eyes in a friendless sleep
Who will remain disguised in every tweet

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 needs a
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 that you at
Feeling the hook for every you took
You to look 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 I'm artless hem me
Tell me cuz I'm armless my is harnessed
I'm out of
I'm
My won't defend me
The dollar who pop
It lends me a trust
The Los Angeles bus stop is
I pass them they mask it
The the last one standing
We like we stand-ins
me
My
I'm the moleskin I'm in
The sentence that me lonely
With nothing but a in my palm
I was something back with mom

I to find a home
I'm looking for a
I'm of a home
I'm dreaming of a
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 that you look at
the hook for every chance you took
You to look back
Searching for a