Lyrics Empty Bottles - Magik Markers

Empty Bottles

Like luck, like a star
You been getting old now;
Stay young, you’ll go far
Leave your bedroom door ajar
I’m gonna make you a star
In the hills, on the plains, in the lights
They’ll all see you baby
They’ll say, yeah all right
I take you onto your knees
In the day, in the dark in the night
You know empty bottles
You know it’s all right
You make your way through the night
Like a bird robbed of flight
Limping on your short legs
You stumble and you beg
You watch the rich with their ease, with their cash, with their beds
The rest they get is wicked
A pin-fed Camel’s head
Tell yourself that or you’re dead
We been waiting here all night
Just to get a glimpse Of the light
That you give;
that you fake
We don’t need it real, we just need it to make