"Empty" lyrics
I've been dealing with depression ever since I was a kid
Got some skeletons inside my closet better if forbid
Watched my stepdad beat my momma left a mark I can't forgive
And these memories are haunting, I can't get them out my head
And my demons, they are close, I practically have made my friend
I just sit alone in silence staring at the ceiling fan
Tryna gather all my thoughts, praying that it's not the end
Always been an overthinker, that's just part of who I am
I won't go back to the doctors 'cause they'll put me on some pills
Know I'm not the only one who understands the way I feel
Half my family way too envious I made it out the slums
While they stuck inside the same fucking position that they was
I have tried to make it work, all the lies are so absurd
Left me miserably unhappy to the point I'm on the verge
Could be better, could be worse, self indulging in my hurt
I should probably move on, I think it's time to put me first
These voices won't go
I'm riding solo
Nobody gets me
Inside so empty
These voices won't go
I'm riding solo
Nobody gets me
Inside so empty
Why is everybody dying that I used to grow up with
So much hatred in this world, they say ignorance is bliss
If my thoughts could really kill, well I think you know the rest
If it wasn't for this music, swear to God that I'd be dead
And my life an open book, I write about it in these songs
Been a liar, been a thief, I've been a victim all along
They say karma gonna find you, it don't matter where you run
'Cause your problems will still be there till you fix the damage done
Did my father even care? Since he left when I was two
Got some questions left unanswered, probably best I never knew
Dealing with PTSD, nightmares when I fall asleep
Sense of emptiness inside, what you sow is what you reap
These voices won't go
I'm riding solo
Nobody gets me
Inside so empty
These voices won't go
I'm riding solo
Nobody gets me
Inside so empty
So empty
So empty
Got some skeletons inside my closet better if forbid
Watched my stepdad beat my momma left a mark I can't forgive
And these memories are haunting, I can't get them out my head
And my demons, they are close, I practically have made my friend
I just sit alone in silence staring at the ceiling fan
Tryna gather all my thoughts, praying that it's not the end
Always been an overthinker, that's just part of who I am
I won't go back to the doctors 'cause they'll put me on some pills
Know I'm not the only one who understands the way I feel
Half my family way too envious I made it out the slums
While they stuck inside the same fucking position that they was
I have tried to make it work, all the lies are so absurd
Left me miserably unhappy to the point I'm on the verge
Could be better, could be worse, self indulging in my hurt
I should probably move on, I think it's time to put me first
These voices won't go
I'm riding solo
Nobody gets me
Inside so empty
These voices won't go
I'm riding solo
Nobody gets me
Inside so empty
Why is everybody dying that I used to grow up with
So much hatred in this world, they say ignorance is bliss
If my thoughts could really kill, well I think you know the rest
If it wasn't for this music, swear to God that I'd be dead
And my life an open book, I write about it in these songs
Been a liar, been a thief, I've been a victim all along
They say karma gonna find you, it don't matter where you run
'Cause your problems will still be there till you fix the damage done
Did my father even care? Since he left when I was two
Got some questions left unanswered, probably best I never knew
Dealing with PTSD, nightmares when I fall asleep
Sense of emptiness inside, what you sow is what you reap
These voices won't go
I'm riding solo
Nobody gets me
Inside so empty
These voices won't go
I'm riding solo
Nobody gets me
Inside so empty
So empty
So empty
Writer(s): Alexandre Thibault, Greg Daniel Macdonald
