Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not A Home

Sipping a pint
is tight
Clumsy is
High dunk types the lights
Funny they fight for no
to hide in those bars
And scoff their L.A. lofts at smoke laws
Fashion the the act of trendy
Laugh past you master the craft of envy
The Pabst half
or an M.G.D.
an mp3 on me
Now me
Blog turn snob drivers for ad space
A cog for
The admires of fast business
Infiltrate to earn the
So now the privileged can the working class
And get street cred
Tradder Joes and bread
their nose on the weekend
See them on the end
In the the city sleeps in
And me another pee on
Man me where the leash 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 the lights 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
Feeling the for every chance you took
You need to look
Searching for a

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

They too self
too many
For you my two on cool
For who the self
Felt resolve from a
My his guitar and a phonograph
A scholar in a bar with a foaming
a dollar in your jar for the culture clash
Holding fast to a flash made
The past endlessly
They ask in their veins to me
Two vain eyes in a sleep
Who will remain in every senseless tweet

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

It's even harder to find friends
without 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 tell me something honest me
Just me that I'm artless hem me
Tell me cuz I'm armless my is harnessed
I'm out of
I'm
My honor won't me
The dollar who pop
It me a damaging trust
The Los Angeles bus is empty
I them they mask it friendly
The laughing the one standing
We like we stand-ins
me
My
I'm the I'm told in
The sentence that me lonely
With nothing but a in my palm
I was something back home mom

I need to find a
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 when the go off
And the show has been
And you've got but the smell of smoke to your name
And a that you look at
the hook for every chance you took
You need to look
for a home