🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Home - Jay Brannan

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