Empty (feat. B1ack C0wboy)
My words hold me captive
I created the cage I choose to be trapped in
The mirrors always laughing
So i disappear like magic and reappear tragic
As my foot now dangles from the neck of a rabbit
My mind's opening up new tabs like acid
Burned so many bridges the river is now ashes
My inner dialogue is a bit too savage
But apologies are a dime a dozen
I need to feel like a million bucks
I said I'd be there when I really wasn't
That was the end of discussion - can we end the percussion
My cluttered teeth are casualtys
Sailing over troubled seas
I'm drowning in the subtleties - so I'll just
Remain silent like the sound of subtle's b's
I wish my days weren't so empty
What's so wrong with a little relief
To stop the pain I've already
Gone too far like you wouldn't believe
My mind can be abusive
I try to shut it out, but these thoughts are intrusive
My dreams are rarely lucid
And the lack of control makes me feel like I'm stupid
Or at the very least, had a few screws loosened
But when I chip in two cents, I feel like a nuisance
So maybe I'm just lost among the humans
And I should just cut myself off like some loose ends
But alienation is not the answer
I'm trying fight with all my might
I feel just like a breathing cancer
So lower the anchor and encase me in amber
My thoughts they seem to hinder me
As I fade into obscurity
Strangled by the inner me, so I can just
Revel in the everlasting fear of infinity
I wish my days weren't so empty
What's so wrong with a little relief
To stop the pain I've already
Gone too far like you wouldn't believe
I wish my days weren't so empty...
I created the cage I choose to be trapped in
The mirrors always laughing
So i disappear like magic and reappear tragic
As my foot now dangles from the neck of a rabbit
My mind's opening up new tabs like acid
Burned so many bridges the river is now ashes
My inner dialogue is a bit too savage
But apologies are a dime a dozen
I need to feel like a million bucks
I said I'd be there when I really wasn't
That was the end of discussion - can we end the percussion
My cluttered teeth are casualtys
Sailing over troubled seas
I'm drowning in the subtleties - so I'll just
Remain silent like the sound of subtle's b's
I wish my days weren't so empty
What's so wrong with a little relief
To stop the pain I've already
Gone too far like you wouldn't believe
My mind can be abusive
I try to shut it out, but these thoughts are intrusive
My dreams are rarely lucid
And the lack of control makes me feel like I'm stupid
Or at the very least, had a few screws loosened
But when I chip in two cents, I feel like a nuisance
So maybe I'm just lost among the humans
And I should just cut myself off like some loose ends
But alienation is not the answer
I'm trying fight with all my might
I feel just like a breathing cancer
So lower the anchor and encase me in amber
My thoughts they seem to hinder me
As I fade into obscurity
Strangled by the inner me, so I can just
Revel in the everlasting fear of infinity
I wish my days weren't so empty
What's so wrong with a little relief
To stop the pain I've already
Gone too far like you wouldn't believe
I wish my days weren't so empty...
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Writer(s): David Bupp
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