كلمات Empty Holes

We all start in a sloppy mess Pulled from the warmth and then the breast Climb up a ladder that doesn’t exist and we end up in ignorant piles Who will guide our way? Who will guide our way? It’s the Devil himself. I’m not myself today, I’m gonna waste it all away And all I ask of you is that you kill me too Empty holes bring empty hearts too I grew a head and I made a mess Pulled from the warmth and then the breast I had a love that didn’t exist and I can’t wait to do it again Who will guide my way? Who will guide my way? It’s the Devil himself.