Luyện nghe bài hát Homecoming

My heart is from me
I am standing all
Please call me if you are coming home
Waste another flies by
a night or two
You me how to live

In the of shame
Where you've lost dreams in the rain
no signs of hope
The stems and seeds of the of the dope
There's a glow of
The St. Jimmy is the in the night
Bearing and trust
The fixture in the of lust

What the your name
What's your pleasure and is your pain?
Do you dream too
Do you think what you is a crutch?

In the crowd of
St. Jimmy comes without any
He says, "We're up"
But not the same
And mom and dad are the you can blame
died today
He blew his out into the bay
In the states of is my own private suicide

Well, nobody
Well, nobody
Does care if nobody cares?
Well, cares
Well, cares
Does anyone care if nobody

Jesus filling out now
At the facility on 12th Street
He's not to a word now
in his own world and he's daydreaming
He'd rather be something else now
Like and coffee with the underbelly
His on the line with anxiety now
she had enough and he had plenty

Somebody get me out of
Anybody get me out of
get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of

So far away, I want to stay
Get me outta here now
I want to be free, is there a possibility?
Get me out of here now
Right!
This life like ain't for me

I fell asleep while Spike TV
After 10 cups of coffee and still not here
Dreaming of a but something went wrong
And you can't tell anyone 'cuz no here
Left me here alone and I stayed home
10 cups of coffee, I'm thinking

(Where'd you go?)
Nobody you
left you
(Where'd you go?)
They're all out you
fun

(Where'd you go?)
Everyone you
likes you
(Where'd you go?)
They're all out you
fun
(Where'd you go, go, go ,go)

I got a rock n roll
I got a n roll life
I got a rock n girlfriend
And another

I got a n roll house
I got a rock n car
I play the shit out the
And I can play the

I got a kid in New
I got a kid in the Bay
I haven't drank or smoked nothin' in over 22
So get off of my case, off of my
Off of my

Here they come down the street
Like a desperation murmur of a beat
Coming back from the edge of
Underneath their

There time has and it's going nowhere
ever said that life was fair now
Go-carts and guns are treasures they will
In the summer

The is spinning round and round out of control again
The 7-11 to the fear of down
So send my love a letter and visit me in hell
the ones going

We're home again

We're coming home

I started running
As soon as my feet ground
back in the Barrio
And to you and me, Jingle town, thats

We're coming again

We're coming again

We're coming again

We're coming again

We're coming home

We're home again

We're coming home

We're coming again

We're coming again

We're home again

Nobody you
Everyone you
They're all out you
fun