🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Home - Jay Brannan

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