Released: March 3, 2015
Songwriter: Aristos Petrou Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Producer: Budd Dwyer
[Chorus: Alesana]
Emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
[Verse 1: YUNG CHRIST]
Got a bitch out the sewer, she does somethin' to me
Everytime I look her in the eyes, I start to feel shitty
Got a bitch in my Chevy, met her on the levee
We was smokin' and loafin', choking and loc'n'
It's that playa from the fucking 504
White junkie piece of shit, prolly fuckin' your ho
Got my hand on the wheel, codeine on my lips
Creepin' in the cut, other hand on a bitch
No money to count, just heads to mount
Indo' rolled up, put that ass to mouth
$uicidal dreams, of dyin' with my team
Dope on the triple beam, Reaper blowin' steam
Charged with possession, my life is depressing
That's why I'm fucking all these bitches on the top of their dressers
Yung J-Will, scripts stay filled
No reason to feel, just reason to kill, ho
[Chorus: Alesana]
Emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
[Verse 2: YUNG $NOW]
I got my hand up the Mona Lisa's skirt
Pussy wetter than when I was pettin' the Virgin Mary
They call it Jesus Christ's birth, smokin' Frankincense and Myrrh
Catch a motherfucker duckin'
Tuck him in the trunk, and throw him in the motherfucking dirt
Ridin' with the spinners on the hearse, swervin' like I'm fucking hurt
Pull up to the scene and fucking lurk
Stoned to death then resurrected—now I'm fucking burnt
All I need in this life I live is a rusty fuckin' blade so I can slice my wrists
I don't need no bitch by my side, I'd rather die in a ditch
Creepin' on the other side, end up lighting a spliff
[Outro: Alesana]
Emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
[Verse 1: YUNG CHRIST]
Got a bitch out the sewer, she does somethin' to me
Everytime I look her in the eyes, I start to feel shitty
Got a bitch in my Chevy, met her on the levee
We was smokin' and loafin', choking and loc'n'
It's that playa from the fucking 504
White junkie piece of shit, prolly fuckin' your ho
Got my hand on the wheel, codeine on my lips
Creepin' in the cut, other hand on a bitch
No money to count, just heads to mount
Indo' rolled up, put that ass to mouth
$uicidal dreams, of dyin' with my team
Dope on the triple beam, Reaper blowin' steam
Charged with possession, my life is depressing
That's why I'm fucking all these bitches on the top of their dressers
Yung J-Will, scripts stay filled
No reason to feel, just reason to kill, ho
[Chorus: Alesana]
Emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
[Verse 2: YUNG $NOW]
I got my hand up the Mona Lisa's skirt
Pussy wetter than when I was pettin' the Virgin Mary
They call it Jesus Christ's birth, smokin' Frankincense and Myrrh
Catch a motherfucker duckin'
Tuck him in the trunk, and throw him in the motherfucking dirt
Ridin' with the spinners on the hearse, swervin' like I'm fucking hurt
Pull up to the scene and fucking lurk
Stoned to death then resurrected—now I'm fucking burnt
All I need in this life I live is a rusty fuckin' blade so I can slice my wrists
I don't need no bitch by my side, I'd rather die in a ditch
Creepin' on the other side, end up lighting a spliff
[Outro: Alesana]
Emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
Emp—, emptiness has darkened my eyes, as
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