Dry Bristles کے بول

you're much more clever when you're young just ask my brothers who'll agree with me your empty hands, my idle tongue i hope the audience is listening i love my heroes cause they're not famous this just might be my last chance to let you know my name before my chances pass away so lend me your ear i'll sing you passion or point out every flaw you possess don't question what you hear the stories i tell are sincere is it over? i'm not done with this can't be it [chorus:] i'm not satisfied with being anonymous anymore i'll make you scream my name my friends are family but family comes first wine tastes better vintage our wishing wells are water holes so pretty girls are best left alone my music's precious and art's a blessing alcohol leads to empty words i'm ready to cash out tell them i sent you if in doubt it's not over i'm not done with this can't be it [chorus x2] bury me with my mistakes i got my dreams i'll be just fine [x2] [chorus x2]