Lyrics

as i wake up man i know i’ve had enough cause i
feel like i’m slaughter, no water, just bottled cold 
and my mouth is completely dry
look out the window staring kinda cross eyed
still i thought i saw a blue sky

well guess it’s time to get fried shoes on I’m heading out
although it’s banging i’m planning to hit this turnabout
making it count but the hour ’s on delay i’m like 
guess thats what you get for giving this play to yesterday

but i’m not hard to seize
the sun is kicking and the birds are singing in the trees
while i stay grounded chilling looking Japanese
feeling the empty spaces of last night

quite like empty traces of past lives uncommonly pleasant
so we keep demolishing our commonly senses 
the consequences hits hard
here comes the technicolored yawn

with empty bottles hanging over me
collecting dust from cloudy memories
blundered in haze with a bitter soft embrace 

just empty bottles hanging over me
the taste of late consuming residue
crumbled in daze with the bitter soft clichés

the walk of shameless 
cause i’m the only one to blame for this
oh and of course the guys who payed for shit 
that didn’t care to get none we were just dancing and having fun 
feeling young and wild

i guess we reconciled ourselves 
with some help of solving problems from the top shelf
so on my way down wearing my invisible crown 
i find myself perfectly sound

perfectly sound coming down like a melody
steady strong still writing our songs
our songs

with empty bottles hanging over me
collecting dust from cloudy memories
blundered in haze with a bitter soft embrace 

just empty bottles hanging over me
the taste of late consuming residue
crumbled in daze with the bitter soft clichés

Empty Bottles

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Eyes sing my songs for catharsis of my life lessons and for telling stories of  2 soon 2b lost times. Each song is a phase of fun and sorrow. which to let go of is 2b. I recorded them as demos with the help of friends. And put them on the internet because I know recordings can get lost, like tears in the rain. the mixes i post are for my to moving 2 work 2 do not.

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