🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Home - Jay Brannan

 Fatal  broken dreams
 Waking up  all it seems
 We held on to what  couldn't see
  carried you, you carried me
 
 Camped out in Hollywood roasting letters  your father
 We proved survival of the why 
 We were  and excited
  were lost and alone
  were free but misguided
 And we  no place to call home
 
  old story, different song
 Most people get the  wrong
 Verse by verse we rode  raging bull
  empty, balls full
 
 Late nights in Hollywood banging guitars  boys
 Swingsets and cigarettes were our 
 We were young and 
 We  lost and alone
 We were free  misguided
 And we had no place to  home
 
  don't the Gideons leave condoms in the drawer?
 Bibles don't save many people 
 We took up quarters in the 
 There were dollars on the 
 I looked at you; you said to me, "Jay,  worth more"
 
 We were young and 
  and alone
  were free but misguided
 And we'd found a place to  home