Empty - Intellectual

Muerte del amor muerte muerte

Complicated

Is what they call me

Miss me later

A final warning

Tell me are you

Afraid of dying

Hope they mourn you

See them crying

Ain't that what you want

I can't make it stop

Only you can make it bettеr

I can set it up

Make it fall apart

I can help you find thе letters

Isnt it funny

I dont believe you when you say that you love me

All this complaining, you say you just wanna fuck me

Trying so hard to just make everything lovely

Always coming back to you

After all you put me thru

Telll me how I’m so alone

When you’re here, i wish I was gone

Empty promises

Is all I get

Is all I do

It’s all for you

I want to rest

But not unless

You get the best

I can not sleep

When youre with me

I lie awake

Lie to my face

Such a disgrace

I chose my place

You can not choose

What will I do