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Empty Shell

Desolations plot, my soul’s barren as a vacant lot

Voice in my head blaring losing my bearing I can’t make it stop

I’m not caring all this despairing slowly eats away at the hope running thin and finally beginning to reach decay

In each dismay a wave of bloodletting to bleed me dry

Deny where it leaves me, making it easy to believe the lie

I leave behind a husk of hollow so I can follow my goal

Wallow in lust, clutch till the disgust finally swallows me whole

I bottle to hold, guzzle the nozzle while I grovel the road

I’m loaded for the struggle, not the nuzzle the puke puddle below

Troubled my soul was told only the bold can make a change

After every change I make still ain’t escaped out this lake of flames

I take the blame, erase my name off the halls of time

Prime for the endless waltz but I’m watching from the walls just fine

I fall behind to crawl to find my way through skeletons

Intelligent design to remind me of this hell I'm in

(Hook)

So why care, why should I share it with you?

The issue is despair I don’t think I can bare to miss you

Why try? Why should I even shed a tear?

We’re here to die and I guess it’s goodbye from here

Don’t go, I don’t know if we’ll meet again

To all its season, I’m hoping that I’ll see you then

Don’t leave, I don’t believe in the more than now

The hour’s calling, all my walls are falling down

Empty shell, rebel life then there’s eventually hell

Locked in a cell of spite reaching for heights while we endlessly fell

My empathy sells in sob stories to a mirage jury

With fury I couldn’t dodge when I rob myself of God’s glory

Surely barraged by the odds never matching up

Try to make an escape, the window won’t break and the latch is stuck

It’s catching up, and my karma is a savage beast

Damage control, and on my soul watch the maggots feast

I seek to evoke the ghost that I host from all the sins I stoke

Float like smoke on wind and won’t cave in when my limbs are broke

I been a slope for backsliding, kept the axe grinding

Reminding myself that I can’t help it if I attract sirens

Aspiring a shipwreck cause I’m a quick step from ominous cliffs

A problem with daring keeps me staring down that bottomless pit

A modern abyss so I piss from the precipice

A treacherous thing, when you become king of the pessimists

(Hook)

Another acrid captive, trapped in this vapid life that we’ve adapted

Contracted passive spite, inciting plight for our right of passage

Ignite the masses, became ashes burning in gaseous form

Abnormal light flashes from lightning clashing out my blasting horn

Amassing storms at red dawn, sounding the warning plea

If you wanna be a pawn then keep on, don’t even mourn for me

I sworn to be in free form, the strong were born to fight

I fight to keep strong when I don’t know if I’m wrong or right

A strong despite for the type of life that entrenched my frame

The flames that I light only ignite to be drenched by rain

Extensive pain, strain my brain maintain a fucking mess

I stress to raise the bid and go big, and give it nothing less

My best is pitiful, a literal sense of lucky bet

So I question the voice of what choice is gonna fuck me next?

I trust me less, cause I guess I’m what you call a clown

So I say fuck it all cause I be laughing when them walls come down

(Hook)