Lyrics Empty Magazine - Betzefer

Empty Magazine

Let’s hang out
I really think we should both get together
We can tell each other pretty things
You can tell me how much you thought
My last record was great and I’ll tell you
How I feel about the god damn scene
Well, you ain’t got nothing on me
Well said!
Who get’s the fame in it
And who’s name we always forget?
Bring the best you can
Nothing to it man
Wear me, try and waste my time
You knew it!
'cause I fake and I lack originality
Nine years and I’m ten times bolder motherfucker
Plastic tounges
Directed my thought 'till I figured
When I found a letter that I wrote last year
It said «I'll never sing clean 'cause I’m 24…»
And I can’t get behind such crap no more
Bring the best you can
Nothing to it man
Wear me, try and waste my time
You knew it!
Say I fake and I lack originality
Nine years and I’m ten times bolder motherfucker