Zach Bryan - Burn, Burn, Burn

Everyone’s seems a damn genius lately, Tik-tok talking, late night TV, And there’s still so much, I have yet to know, We get dressed up just to go downtown, In some ego filled late night crowd, It’s seems to be where I feel the most alone, I’d like to get lost on some old back road, Find a shade tree and a honey hole, And talk to my grandpa again, And I see God in everything, trees and pain and nights in spring, So why do I still long for a home, I’d like to lay in a field on a cozy blanket, And feel the fear of never waking, To know the true warmth of the sun, I’d like to love my lady long and hard, And lay down lines of laymen guitar, And never leave loving arms again, My exes hate me and my friends all miss me, I wanna drown in rot guy whiskey, And leave this small town for awhile, Head to Paris on a late night flight, Find a bar and get in a fight, Write a few poems on sunny balcony, I want to be a chi