Empty

Overseas, on my screen
Sippin lean, white and bleached
Heroine and THC
Burning out, empty me
Loaded guns, just wanna open myself
To the world, load my health
Feeling cold, nothing less
I can't feel anything
No emotions, no pain
It's a torture, in veins
Freezing cold, nothing else
In a black Porsche, on the back seat
Blowin weed, with low self-esteem
Dub N G, me and my team
WTF happend to our dreams, for real