Grip
Empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
Empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
God is dead, yeah
Nails on a chalkboard inside my head
I'm keeping track of all the things I should've said
Tears in my eyes, yeah, I'm seeing red
I think I'm crazy falling apart at the threads
Pain in my chest
Body getting cold
Ghosts inside my head
This shit is getting old
Can I finally rest
I'll do just what I'm told
I would've never guessed
That I would get this old
The angels said
That life's a game and, yeah, we play it til the end
The clock is ticking and there's no time to pretend
We're little toys, we simply break and then we bend
The monsters in my closet wanna be my friend
Empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
Empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
Drink and blackout
Drink and blackout
Drink and blackout
Drink some more
Take a pill
Then take a pill
And then I'll take a couple more
I seriously need some help
I'm laying on the fucking floor
Don't wanna be like this
Just help me out
Just rush me out the door
Pain in my chest
Body getting cold
Ghosts inside my head
This shit is getting old
Can I finally rest
I'll do just what I'm told
I would've never guessed
That I would get this old
Pain in my chest
Body getting cold
Ghosts inside my head
This shit is getting old
Can I finally rest
I'll do just what I'm told
I would've never guessed
That I would get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Drink and blackout
Drink and blackout
Drink and blackout
Drink some more
Take a pill
Then take a pill
And then I'll take a couple more
I seriously need some help
I'm laying on the fucking floor
Don't wanna be like this
Just help me out
Just rush me out the door
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
Empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
God is dead, yeah
Nails on a chalkboard inside my head
I'm keeping track of all the things I should've said
Tears in my eyes, yeah, I'm seeing red
I think I'm crazy falling apart at the threads
Pain in my chest
Body getting cold
Ghosts inside my head
This shit is getting old
Can I finally rest
I'll do just what I'm told
I would've never guessed
That I would get this old
The angels said
That life's a game and, yeah, we play it til the end
The clock is ticking and there's no time to pretend
We're little toys, we simply break and then we bend
The monsters in my closet wanna be my friend
Empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
Empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
It's empty, my heartbeat
Drink and blackout
Drink and blackout
Drink and blackout
Drink some more
Take a pill
Then take a pill
And then I'll take a couple more
I seriously need some help
I'm laying on the fucking floor
Don't wanna be like this
Just help me out
Just rush me out the door
Pain in my chest
Body getting cold
Ghosts inside my head
This shit is getting old
Can I finally rest
I'll do just what I'm told
I would've never guessed
That I would get this old
Pain in my chest
Body getting cold
Ghosts inside my head
This shit is getting old
Can I finally rest
I'll do just what I'm told
I would've never guessed
That I would get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Get this old
Drink and blackout
Drink and blackout
Drink and blackout
Drink some more
Take a pill
Then take a pill
And then I'll take a couple more
I seriously need some help
I'm laying on the fucking floor
Don't wanna be like this
Just help me out
Just rush me out the door
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Writer(s): Kansas Acevedo
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