🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Home - Jay Brannan

 Fatal habits,  dreams
  up isn't all it seems
 We held on to what we  see
 I  you, you carried me
 
  out in Hollywood roasting letters from your father
 We proved survival  the why bother
 We were  and excited
 We were  and alone
  were free but misguided
 And we had no place to call 
 
 Same old story,  song
  people get the lyrics wrong
 Verse by verse we rode a  bull
 Stomach  balls full
 
 Late nights in Hollywood  guitars and boys
 Swingsets and cigarettes  our joys
 We were young  excited
 We were  and alone
 We were free  misguided
 And we had no  to call home
 
 Why don't the Gideons leave condoms  the drawer?
 Bibles don't  many people anymore
 We took up quarters in  bathroom
 There  dollars on the floor
 I looked at you; you said to me, "Jay,  worth more"
 
  were young and excited
 Lost and 
  were free but misguided
 And  found a place to call home