Empty Glass

Another day, another day
Another day, the same thing

I've quit breathing
Wide awake, stopped sleeping
Constantly panic stricken
At the turn of every evening
I've stopped wanting medicine
But I miss the feelin'
Of my deluded ease
As I've quit what pleases me
As I've quit what pleases me
As I've quit what pleases me
As I've quit what pleases me
As I've quit what pleases me

So I'll raise an empty glass
To a colourful past
And I'll fall down to my knees
As I've quit what pleases me
Yes I'll raise an empty glass
To a colourful past
And I'll fall down to my knees
As I've quit what pleases me

Not about to start praying
This number 12's overwhelming
These rooms ain't too much fun
And I'm still stuck on number one
3 AM blues begun
6 AM and I'm still up
Everyday I'm bored as fuck
But I'm tired of trying my luck

So I'll raise an empty glass
To a colourful past
And I'll fall down to my knees
As I've quit what pleases me
Yes I'll raise an empty glass
To a colourful past
And I'll fall down to my knees
As I've quit what pleases me

These shadows don't dance no more
Reality's kicking at my front door
My heart's busy being a whore
While my brain's trying to hold the law
I'm no friend of honesty
I laugh things off but honestly
I'm sick and done with bullshit
Despite being so good at it

So I'll raise an empty glass
To a colourful past
And I'll fall down to my knees
As I've quit what pleases me
Yes I'll raise an empty glass
To a colourful past
And I'll fall down to my knees
As I've quit what pleases me
Quit what pleases me
Quit what pleases me
Quit what pleases me



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Hope
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