Empty Is
๐ต 523 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:43 duration
๐ ID: 4815058
๐ Lyrics
Empty is the sky before the sun wakes up
Empty is the eyes of animals in cages
Empty, faces of women mourning
When everything's been taken from them
Me, don't ask me about empty
Empty is a string of dirty days
Held together by some rain
And the cold winds drumming at the trees again
Empty is the color of the feels
Long about September when the days
Go marching in a line toward November
Empty is the hour before sleep chills you every night
And pushes you to safty away from every kind of light
Empty is me
Empty is me
Empty is the eyes of animals in cages
Empty, faces of women mourning
When everything's been taken from them
Me, don't ask me about empty
Empty is a string of dirty days
Held together by some rain
And the cold winds drumming at the trees again
Empty is the color of the feels
Long about September when the days
Go marching in a line toward November
Empty is the hour before sleep chills you every night
And pushes you to safty away from every kind of light
Empty is me
Empty is me
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.11] Empty is the sky before the sun wakes up
[00:05.38] Empty is the eyes of animals in cages
[00:10.70] Empty, faces of women mourning
[00:18.35] When everything's been taken from them
[00:23.75] Me, don't ask me about empty
[00:29.80]
[00:44.45] Empty is a string of dirty days
[00:55.05] Held together by some rain
[01:04.68] And the cold winds drumming at the trees again
[01:13.92] Empty is the color of the feels
[01:21.92] Long about September when the days
[01:29.13] Go marching in a line toward November
[01:39.68] Empty is the hour before sleep chills you every night
[01:53.93] And pushes you to safty away from every kind of light
[02:10.50] Empty is me
[02:20.33] Empty is me
[02:27.53]
[00:05.38] Empty is the eyes of animals in cages
[00:10.70] Empty, faces of women mourning
[00:18.35] When everything's been taken from them
[00:23.75] Me, don't ask me about empty
[00:29.80]
[00:44.45] Empty is a string of dirty days
[00:55.05] Held together by some rain
[01:04.68] And the cold winds drumming at the trees again
[01:13.92] Empty is the color of the feels
[01:21.92] Long about September when the days
[01:29.13] Go marching in a line toward November
[01:39.68] Empty is the hour before sleep chills you every night
[01:53.93] And pushes you to safty away from every kind of light
[02:10.50] Empty is me
[02:20.33] Empty is me
[02:27.53]