Empty
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
Why me?
Sporadic, while feeling highly dramatic, with feelings
Pills in my system, from heartaches, like cupid' on penicillin
Staring at an blank ceiling, with a vision' of seeing hope
Overlapping satan's ghost, that follows me, everywhere I go
No one knows my struggles, they ignore all my question marks
Will they mourn me, when I die?, or keep stacking me on rejection cards?
Too far' from seeing land, from the ocean, swimming with sharks
I call 'em demons, that attack me, in this world, that's so bizarre
It's like a myth to be fatally depressed, in people's eyes
They only care to see you' suffering, into demise
Butterflies in my veins, I'm paranoid, but feel insane
The rain is mixed with flames, like a weather change' from mood swings
Now I feel back to normal again
Time to put my happy face on again
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
I'm feeling empty
I'm feeling empty
People call me crazy
I feel like crawling' outside of my skin
I feel like crying
But tears don't feel like falling
I'm fighting such a battle, that nobody knows about
I married pain, without a ring
Everyone, and everything feels strange
All the days are all about the same
The days never change, no
I feel the same, like a repeat
I'm feeling poisonous, and weak, like a jar of seaweed
Mentally crippled, near the opposite' of bees knees
Will I succeed?, or spend eternity in a curse?, cause I'm
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
Why me?
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
Why me?
I'm feeling empty
Empty
Why me?
Sporadic, while feeling highly dramatic, with feelings
Pills in my system, from heartaches, like cupid' on penicillin
Staring at an blank ceiling, with a vision' of seeing hope
Overlapping satan's ghost, that follows me, everywhere I go
No one knows my struggles, they ignore all my question marks
Will they mourn me, when I die?, or keep stacking me on rejection cards?
Too far' from seeing land, from the ocean, swimming with sharks
I call 'em demons, that attack me, in this world, that's so bizarre
It's like a myth to be fatally depressed, in people's eyes
They only care to see you' suffering, into demise
Butterflies in my veins, I'm paranoid, but feel insane
The rain is mixed with flames, like a weather change' from mood swings
Now I feel back to normal again
Time to put my happy face on again
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
I'm feeling empty
I'm feeling empty
People call me crazy
I feel like crawling' outside of my skin
I feel like crying
But tears don't feel like falling
I'm fighting such a battle, that nobody knows about
I married pain, without a ring
Everyone, and everything feels strange
All the days are all about the same
The days never change, no
I feel the same, like a repeat
I'm feeling poisonous, and weak, like a jar of seaweed
Mentally crippled, near the opposite' of bees knees
Will I succeed?, or spend eternity in a curse?, cause I'm
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
Why me?
Empty
I'm feeling empty
Empty
Why me?
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Bellamy
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