Empty Bottles Version 1 by Bryant Eugene Vazquez Lyrics
She’s sleeping with a ghost
Have you seen him?
Has he forced you to play host?
Spit blood up into a cup
You’re the artist you threw up
He’s sleeping with a rag
He’s torn, so sick and mad
Tonight won’t stand to drink
Though empty bottles won’t just sink
Have you seen him?
Has he forced you to play host?
Spit blood up into a cup
You’re the artist you threw up
He’s sleeping with a rag
He’s torn, so sick and mad
Tonight won’t stand to drink
Though empty bottles won’t just sink