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Empty
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Empty fue lanzado el 27 de septiembre de 2024 por Brayden George como parte del álbum Empty - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento27 de septiembre de 2024
Sello discográficoBrayden George
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM125

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Brayden George
Brayden George
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Brayden George
Brayden George
Autoría
Caleb Hearn
Caleb Hearn
Autoría
Austin Pardue
Austin Pardue
Autoría
Nate Proctor
Nate Proctor
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Brayden George
Brayden George
Producción ejecutiva

Letra

She took the dog, I took the bottle off the shelf
I tried to reason, but she told me, "Go to Hell"
I can't believe I ever tried that shit, oh well
Huh, should've tried to save myself
She headed east, she packed it up, can't win 'em all
I'm sick and tired of her telling me I dropped the ball
I never need you and all those it's your fault's
Aw, naw
She's running on heartbreak, I'm running on empty
She's dead set on leaving while I'm drowning in the whiskey
It hits me the second I think I can breathe
The thought of you don't ever leave
She's under them street lights, I'm buzzing off the neon
On the edge of this barstool, ain't no shoulder to lean on
So I'm going round after round after round
Bartender, help me 'cause I'm running on empty
I'll shut it down
I'll be the last one after last call in this town
Pour ninety proof to numb the truth
That you and me were meant to burn to the ground
Thank God I saved myself
Keep heading east, keep packing up, can't win 'em all
'Cause I'm sick and tired of her telling me that I dropped the ball
You can leave me, you can say it's all my fault
Aw, naw
She's running on heartbreak, I'm running on empty
She's dead set on leaving while I'm drowning in the whiskey
It hits me the second I think I can breathe
The thought of you don't ever leave
She's under them street lights, I'm buzzing off the neon
On the edge of this barstool, ain't no shoulder to lean on
So I'm going round after round after round
Bartender, help me 'cause I'm running on
Long nights, cold ice, blacking out your memory
With my friends, your friends, I ain't got no enemies
Yeah, I been sitting, sipping on liquid sympathy
Maybe that's all I really need
Guess some things just ain't meant to be 'cause
She's running on heartbreak, I'm running on empty
She's dead set on leaving while I'm drowning in the whiskey
It hits me the second I think I can breathe
The thought of you don't ever leave
She's under them street lights, I'm buzzing off the neon
On the edge of this barstool, ain't no shoulder to lean on
So I'm going round after round after round
Bartender, help me 'cause I'm running on empty
Written by: Austin Pardue, Brayden George, Caleb Hearn, Nate Proctor
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