I've been gutted like a fish who never had a place to sit
And faced a firing squad of fists after a last meal and final shit
So every place feels as out of place as outer space
I'll gladly fillet my face before I ever say grace
Wow, what a way to waste away
It only takes a day to make an ox out of a razor blade
Or a fading flame out of an inferno, my flamingo legs doth limbo
The red ferns don't grow and they don't shoot canoes no more
I've been muzzled like a beast of burden leashed up to the curb
Lip service is a zero-sum game when death is the dirty word
The elephant in the room's been painted black and white
So we drain the blood 'til it's red all over like this is a sacrifice
I'm trying to vice grip sobriety in a society
Of muted minds who never truly mourn so they all seem blind to me
Call it an appetite for self-destruction or cannabis conjunctivitis
But even my doctors can't tell me why I'm like this
I'm heavy empty
My head feels heavy empty
My heart feels heavy empty
Why do all my friends keep ending
I'm heavy empty
My head feels heavy empty
My heart feels heavy empty
Why do all my friends keep ending
I'm heavy empty
My head feels heavy empty
My heart feels heavy empty
Why do all my friends keep ending
I'm heavy empty
My head feels heavy empty
My heart feels heavy empty
I've been to hell and back, but the devil never turns his back on you
Drink the paint down deep but you can't get darker than the hue
Of pain I've seen in the eyes of man, been trying to act like I'm the man
Truthfully, I'm looking in the mirror, I'm that man
With eyes so dark that they're opal white on opposite day
I'm afraid to shave because of the implications of having a razor blade
Up in my hand again. Standing stiller than a mannequin
Mentally iller than a rabid pit, I'm still iller than your man and them
I've been back to hell as well, got the coffee mug, the t-shirt
The lack of impulse control that makes my childish outbursts knee jerk
At least that's what the shrink said when they was all up in my head
Back in third grade when I was afraid that they were poisoning my bread
I'm one long run-on sentence, If I've said it before I won't say it again
I don't like repeating myself and I've lost too many friends
They say they're all hanging in the sky much in the same way that bricks don't
I say it never ends, but yo, it always ends though
I'm heavy empty
My head feels heavy empty
My heart feels heavy empty
Why do all my friends keep ending
I'm heavy empty
My head feels heavy empty
My heart feels heavy empty
Why do all my friends keep ending
I'm heavy empty
My head feels heavy empty
My heart feels heavy empty
Why do all my friends keep ending
I'm heavy empty
My head feels heavy empty
My heart feels heavy empty
And all my friends keep ending