Empty

.........

Empty words....

Short skirts....

Open scrolls....

Wandering souls....

..........

Your words are empty

Still, you say plenty

They are pointy there sharp

There's blood on the carp

.......

Wearing your short skirt

You're just a flirt

Leaving everyone hurt

Finding blood on my shirt

........

Ohhhh

Hmmmmm

You dress it up in silence,

But the echoes scream your name.

Pages torn, hearts worn,

Nothing ever stays the same.

Hmmmmmm

I bleed where your shadow falls,

Caught between your rise and fall—

You're gone, but I still feel the flame,

Playing love like it’s a game

Ohhhh

Hmmmmm

........

Open the scrolls

There's no more goals

This was a prophecy

I'm on the wrong frequency

There's no decency

.........

Wandering souls

She left your heart with many holes

Shes a demon that that seek in

Hmmmmmmm

..........

Ohhhh

Dress it up in silence,

But the echoes scream your name.

Pages torn, hearts worn,

Nothing ever stays the same.

Hmmmmmm

I bleed where your shadow falls,

Caught between your rise and fall—

You're gone, but I still feel the flame,

Playing love like it’s a game

Ohhhhh

Time bends in silence, echoes of her name

Caught in illusions, playing her game

Truth is a shadow, dancing out of sight

I chase her through dreams, swallowed by night

Empty

T.S