Noah Gundersen - Bag Of Gla** lyrics

When I was younger I had a hunger Down in my stomach You couldn't 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 I've got no good sense for time Every year pa**es quickly by I only hope its worth it when I'm gone Ohhh my dreams I carry with me In a bag of broken gla** It's not the parts of busted hope It's the memories 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 I'm out drinkin With some new friends Will soon become old friends and ill forget them Find some new ones to carry my load I've got no good sense for time Every year pa**es quickly by I only hope its worth it when I'm gone All my dreams I carry with me In a bag of broken gla** Its not the part of busted hope Just memories of the past Make the good things last