Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Half Empty, artist - Maverick Sabre. Album song Innerstanding, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.10.2015
Record label: Mercury
Song language: English
Half Empty |
It’s 5 am, curtains are closed |
No light in there, only my hope |
My trust to my people is gone |
My glass is half empty, I know |
And this alcohol’s burnin' my throat |
I wanna be left here alone |
Why don’t I turn off my phone |
Don’t feel the same when they call |
Don’t know it’s truth when they talk |
I can’t do this anymore |
I don’t wanna be the one wasting all your timing |
In love with these middle aged men and these diamonds |
And my remedy is this Hennessey and this high-grade |
Turned 23 but still don’t know how to be childish |
And I’m ridin' round in the backseat of this hybrid |
And I’m findin' out that my best friend wants my life end |
I don’t wanna hear, my mother’s on the phone crying |
So I tell her that I’m still ok but I’m lyin', ok but I’m lyin' |
It’s 5 am, curtains are closed |
No light 'cause I’m cold to my bone |
My love for these people was wrong, so wrong |
This bong juice is empty, I know |
The only thing helping me calm |
Don’t wanna be left here no more |
And why did I answer my door? |
Should keep a chain on the lock |
Friends seem to change when they want (Ooh) |
I don’t wanna be the one wasting all your timing |
In love with these middle aged men and these diamonds |
And my remedy is this Hennessey and this high-grade |
Turned 23 but still don’t know how to be childish |
And I’m ridin' round in the backseat of this hybrid |
And I’m findin' out that my best friend wants my life end |
I don’t wanna hear, my mother’s on the phone crying |
So I tell her that I’m still ok but I’m lyin', ok but I’m lyin' |
I just keep on running but I don’t want all this to be burning |
That’s only so certain of what I want |
I don’t need no person to tell me what used to feel so worthless |
But now I don’t, now I don’t |
I don’t wanna be the one wasting all your timing |
In love with these middle aged men and these diamonds |
And my remedy is this Hennessey and this high-grade |
Turned 23 but still don’t know how to be childish |
And I’m ridin' round in the backseat of this hybrid |
And I’m findin' out that my best friend wants my life end |
I don’t wanna hear, my mother’s on the phone crying |
So I tell her that I’m still ok but I’m lyin', ok but I’m lyin' |