Walking through the sun of my old life fading into none
The glittering glass with its morning dew and the fading ghosts of my past
As I feel the sunshine hit my weary eyes
The night is succumbing as I do my best to survive
Well, I beat it all, I beat everything and made it through
Now everything is empty but you
Smelling nothing and boiling alive,c hemicals rise out my nostrils, burn my eyes
Gnawing at my arm, attacks of pain and anxiety, as agony tries to overcome me
As I feel the sunshine hit my weary eyes
The night is succumbing as I do my best to survive
Well, I beat it all, I beat everything and made it through
Now everything is empty but you
BW Johnson - Empty Song Lyrics
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Walking through the sun of my old life fading into none
The glittering glass with its morning dew and the fading ghosts of my past
As I feel the sunshine hit my weary eyes
The night is succumbing as I do my best to survive
Well, I beat it all, I beat everything and made it through
Now everything is empty but you
Smelling nothing and boiling alive,c hemicals rise out my nostrils, burn my eyes
Gnawing at my arm, attacks of pain and anxiety, as agony tries to overcome me
As I feel the sunshine hit my weary eyes
The night is succumbing as I do my best to survive
Well, I beat it all, I beat everything and made it through
Now everything is empty but you
The glittering glass with its morning dew and the fading ghosts of my past
As I feel the sunshine hit my weary eyes
The night is succumbing as I do my best to survive
Well, I beat it all, I beat everything and made it through
Now everything is empty but you
Smelling nothing and boiling alive,c hemicals rise out my nostrils, burn my eyes
Gnawing at my arm, attacks of pain and anxiety, as agony tries to overcome me
As I feel the sunshine hit my weary eyes
The night is succumbing as I do my best to survive
Well, I beat it all, I beat everything and made it through
Now everything is empty but you
Writer: Benedict Johnson
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