Schäffer the Darklord - Empty lyrics
[Schäffer the Darklord - Empty lyrics]
Fucked up whatever
Another Friday at home again
Gettin' fucked up all alone again
I'mma check my phone again
I put out these feelers to three dealers
Sweet healers no, no, no, no bleep-bleebers
Feelin' good about my life choices
I've got the right poisons
To silence these night voices
And frightening noises
I don't fear 'em, I don't hear 'em
I ain't near 'em they appear
I'm fillin' up the void
That I'm avoidin' here
Empty bottles, empty baggies, empty wallet
Empty hands empty pockets, empty promises
And I'm an empty man
Yeah, now I'm gettin' pissed off
Can't open this fuckin' twist-off
Wanna burn some bridges
Crossin' this list off
Try to think about my enemies
I don't remember in a moment of clarity
Regret making The Bender
It was a cry for help
You fuckers just laughed at it
What'cha gonna do, not support me? Fuck it
Have at it
I don't need you, I just need a sedative
It's better since they stopped
Callin' it partyin', Now it's medicine
Empty bottles, empty baggies, empty wallet
Empty hands
Empty headed, empty promises, empty glasses
Empty cans
Empty bottles, empty baggies, wallet, hands
I'm an empty goddamn man
(You know what I mean, man? It's
Don't you fucking fade out on me
Motherfucker i'm still talking
You son of bitch you're drunk)
Another Friday at home again
Gettin' fucked up all alone again
I'mma check my phone again
I put out these feelers to three dealers
Sweet healers no, no, no, no bleep-bleebers
Feelin' good about my life choices
I've got the right poisons
To silence these night voices
And frightening noises
I don't fear 'em, I don't hear 'em
I ain't near 'em they appear
I'm fillin' up the void
That I'm avoidin' here
Empty bottles, empty baggies, empty wallet
Empty hands empty pockets, empty promises
And I'm an empty man
Yeah, now I'm gettin' pissed off
Can't open this fuckin' twist-off
Wanna burn some bridges
Crossin' this list off
Try to think about my enemies
I don't remember in a moment of clarity
Regret making The Bender
It was a cry for help
You fuckers just laughed at it
What'cha gonna do, not support me? Fuck it
Have at it
I don't need you, I just need a sedative
It's better since they stopped
Callin' it partyin', Now it's medicine
Empty bottles, empty baggies, empty wallet
Empty hands
Empty headed, empty promises, empty glasses
Empty cans
Empty bottles, empty baggies, wallet, hands
I'm an empty goddamn man
(You know what I mean, man? It's
Don't you fucking fade out on me
Motherfucker i'm still talking
You son of bitch you're drunk)