I keep my lungs full of smoke, and my head full of regret My heart full of broke, and my bed full of sex My good full of bad, and my life full of mess Because I'm so full of emptiness
Why do I feel like I just can't feel like myself? Am I in hell?
It's a world full of hate, with the truth full of lies People full of rage, with cities full of crime I'm just trying to survive, and be a little less So damn full of emptiness
Why do I feel like I just can't feel like myself? Am I in hell? So now how do I get back to being more than just a shell of someone else?
Can't fill it Can't face it Can't kill it
Why do I feel like I just can't feel like myself? Am I in hell? How do I get back to being more than just a shell of someone else?
