Bag Of Glass

when i was younger
i had a hunger
down in my stomach
you couldnt touch it
sing loud
and i really meant it
just hoping that people would notice
dumb kid with a bad haircut
more than anything wants to be famous
have people listen to all of his songs
ive got no good sense for time
every year passes quickly by
i only hope its worth it when im gone
ohhh my dreams i carry with me
in a bag of broken glass
its not the parts of busted hope
its the memorys of the past
make the good things last
i owe alot to my little sister
for sticking with me
tho i subjected her
to so much hardship
and nights all alone
while im out drinkin
with some new friends
will soon become old friends and ill forget them
find some new ones to carry my load
ive got no good sense for time
every year passes quickly by
i only hope its worth it when im gone
all my dreams i carry with me
in a bag of broken glass
its not the part of busted hope
just memories of the past
make the good things last



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Gundersen
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