Empty head Full of scattered thoughts Can't sing, can't play What would you sing If you got nothing to say Empty tape Full of screaming silence Sometimes lonelyness Turns into cold violence I read broken pieces Of words i wrote But what do they mean Nobody knows Get me out and take me away Drop me ahead in a crowd and share another day Empty bed Full of dark, black nights How should you dream When you cannot sleep tight I have broken pieces In my head Sometimes it feels Like I'm already dead Get me out and take me away Drop me ahead in a crowd and share another day Get me out Hear my call There's an echo On the wall