Empty Shell

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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)