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empty rooms - carl lorusso jr. lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m hardly on my feet
i’m weak, and maybe what i need
is some good old religion
to bend me at my knees
i never got to find god
but then i never really tried
i just laid on my nailbed
and thumbed my nose at the sky
and asked why, was i built this way
two arms and two legs
and nine pounds of hate
and i contain my temper with eight
tall cans a day
and maybe
[chorus]
i’m asking questions to empty rooms
taking my medicine, cleaning the spoon
and i only find my footing on ledges
i’m asking questions to empty rooms again

[verse 2]
i’m more disjointed than a broken arm
the birds out my window were keeping me calm
till they cut down the trees, outside of my gate
now i’ve got a beautiful view of a bank
i feel like running till my feet are in pain
and kneel down and crawl the rest of the way
just to put some sp*ce between me and this place
how much do i pay to get out of the race?

[chorus]
i’m asking questions to empty rooms
taking my medicine, cleaning the spoon
and i only find my footing on ledges
i’m asking questions to empty rooms again

[refrain]
oh man, i had nothing but plans
to put pins on the map and footprints on the moon
but here i stand, with a gas can and a match
and a quart of cognac and a tune
[chorus]
i’m asking questions to empty rooms
taking my medicine, cleaning the spoon
and i only find my footing on ledges
i’m asking questions to empty rooms again

- carl lorusso jr lyrics

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