Luyện nghe bài hát Dusty Shelves

'Ya got 4 butts in the ashtray and a in the kitchen sink
And you're passed out on your bedroom floor on 4 days of stink
Your only dreams floating at the of your glass
Your just wasting away just sitting on ass
To the church upon the beg for forgiveness as for the will
a lonely walk back home to an empty room and a ringing phone

You're a fuck up and you're a
But in your you know better
You were born and raised in a way
Now your brain has to shit
a poet and you're a liar
And it's all for your heart's
eyes are only seeing gray
And drink the rest of your days away

secrets lie on dusty shelves and your ego may have just as well
Taken over all thoughts as your soul lies in your head to rot
And I don't bad for you anymore
Your head got so big it fit through the fuckin' door
Headed down to purgatory with sins and tales of glory
A boy ready and willing to take the blame

You said you were an honest man
You were forced into that you never planned
But only prove you're full of shit