Cracked leather stool, my throne tonight
Neon flickers, painting dreams in sight
I'm pouring truth in shot glass dreams
Nothing here is what it seems
They stumble in with plastic smiles
Drowning sorrows, country miles
I'm mixing hope with liquid lies
In each glass, a disguise
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, let it flow
There's truth in every glass, don't you know?
In this bar, I'm the one who sees
All the pain you're trying to free
Cracked leather stool, my throne tonight
Neon flickers, painting dreams in sight
I'm pouring truth in shot glass dreams
Nothing here is what it seems
They stumble in with plastic smiles
Drowning sorrows, country miles
I'm mixing hope with liquid lies
In each glass, a disguise
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, let it flow
There's truth in every glass, don't you know?
In this bar, I'm the one who sees
All the pain you're trying to free
Lipstick stains on empty glasses
Tell the tales of fallen classes
American dreams gone up in smoke
Another round, another broke
Behind these bottles, I stand guard
Over secrets whispered hard
I'm the priest of this neon church
Where lost souls come to search
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, let it flow
There's a lesson in every turn
In this bar, I'm the one who knows
How your story really goes
In the bottom of the glass
Lies the future and the past
I've seen empires rise and fall
Right here against this wall
Every story, every lie
Every laugh and every cry
It all ends up here with me
In this place where truth runs free
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, watch it burn
There's a lesson in every turn
In this bar, I'm the one who knows
How your story really goes
Last call's ringing, time slows down
Another night in this whiskey town
I'll be here when you need a friend
Where every story
Flame Rise - Storm Brewing Lyrics
Flame Rise - Storm Brewing Lyrics
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Cracked leather stool, my throne tonight
Neon flickers, painting dreams in sight
I'm pouring truth in shot glass dreams
Nothing here is what it seems
They stumble in with plastic smiles
Drowning sorrows, country miles
I'm mixing hope with liquid lies
In each glass, a disguise
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, let it flow
There's truth in every glass, don't you know?
In this bar, I'm the one who sees
All the pain you're trying to free
Cracked leather stool, my throne tonight
Neon flickers, painting dreams in sight
I'm pouring truth in shot glass dreams
Nothing here is what it seems
They stumble in with plastic smiles
Drowning sorrows, country miles
I'm mixing hope with liquid lies
In each glass, a disguise
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, let it flow
There's truth in every glass, don't you know?
In this bar, I'm the one who sees
All the pain you're trying to free
Lipstick stains on empty glasses
Tell the tales of fallen classes
American dreams gone up in smoke
Another round, another broke
Behind these bottles, I stand guard
Over secrets whispered hard
I'm the priest of this neon church
Where lost souls come to search
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, let it flow
There's a lesson in every turn
In this bar, I'm the one who knows
How your story really goes
In the bottom of the glass
Lies the future and the past
I've seen empires rise and fall
Right here against this wall
Every story, every lie
Every laugh and every cry
It all ends up here with me
In this place where truth runs free
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, watch it burn
There's a lesson in every turn
In this bar, I'm the one who knows
How your story really goes
Last call's ringing, time slows down
Another night in this whiskey town
I'll be here when you need a friend
Where every story
Neon flickers, painting dreams in sight
I'm pouring truth in shot glass dreams
Nothing here is what it seems
They stumble in with plastic smiles
Drowning sorrows, country miles
I'm mixing hope with liquid lies
In each glass, a disguise
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, let it flow
There's truth in every glass, don't you know?
In this bar, I'm the one who sees
All the pain you're trying to free
Cracked leather stool, my throne tonight
Neon flickers, painting dreams in sight
I'm pouring truth in shot glass dreams
Nothing here is what it seems
They stumble in with plastic smiles
Drowning sorrows, country miles
I'm mixing hope with liquid lies
In each glass, a disguise
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, let it flow
There's truth in every glass, don't you know?
In this bar, I'm the one who sees
All the pain you're trying to free
Lipstick stains on empty glasses
Tell the tales of fallen classes
American dreams gone up in smoke
Another round, another broke
Behind these bottles, I stand guard
Over secrets whispered hard
I'm the priest of this neon church
Where lost souls come to search
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, let it flow
There's a lesson in every turn
In this bar, I'm the one who knows
How your story really goes
In the bottom of the glass
Lies the future and the past
I've seen empires rise and fall
Right here against this wall
Every story, every lie
Every laugh and every cry
It all ends up here with me
In this place where truth runs free
I'm the keeper of midnight confessions
Bartender, therapist, no need for sessions
Whiskey wisdom flows from these hands
I'm the prophet of no man's land
Pour it out, watch it burn
There's a lesson in every turn
In this bar, I'm the one who knows
How your story really goes
Last call's ringing, time slows down
Another night in this whiskey town
I'll be here when you need a friend
Where every story
Writer: Sun REVEN
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid