Emptiness inside.
From the back of his head stings a lie.
Nothing left to carry him.
He wanders aimlessly awry.
Tattered soul looks worse than,
The clothes he wears upon his skin.
Nothing left, he's broken down,
From a love he believed in.
And all the pain, he relives it again.
All the doubt, he's harboring within.
All the soul, he left in his other skin.
All the love, he won't be back again. ...
Muttering jibberish.
Only he knows the verse spit forth.
Hands can't be idle.
They're always circling bsck and forth.
Stumbling, his legs are weak.
Energy used to free his mind.
From all the words she said to him,
Emptiness inside...
And all the pain, he relives it again.
All the doubt, he's harboring within.
All the soul, he's left in his other skin.
All the love, he won't be back again.
