It's coming it's returning
The empty feeling that I get
I'm tossing and I'm turning
I'm feeling like a shipwreck
Empty and abandoned
An empty hollow shell of want
I've crash landed
A shell of what I was once
Please give me my pain
I need the truest agony
Just don't let it wash in rain
To let my own emotions flee
Dully I watch
As I go by many places
My emotions stop
In an empty sea of faces
Tell me how
How to feel empty
Tell me now
How do I again see
Everything's so empty and pointless
Life doesn't even seem worth it
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 4:56 AM UTC
It's coming it's returning
The empty feeling that I get
I'm tossing and I'm turning
I'm feeling like a shipwreck
Empty and abandoned
An empty hollow shell of want
I've crash landed
A shell of what I was once
Please give me my pain
I need the truest agony
Just don't let it wash in rain
To let my own emotions flee
Dully I watch
As I go by many places
My emotions stop
In an empty sea of faces
Tell me how
How to feel empty
Tell me now
How do I again see
Everything's so empty and pointless
Life doesn't even seem worth it
Ships, abandoned for centuries and empty. They feel nothing, just like me.
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