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You ever had one of those days where the shit just won't align?
And the harder that you try, the further you fall behind?
Man, even as an atheist, I still believe in something
There's too many coincidences for it all to come from nothing
Like, the stars had to line up, with the breeze of a butterfly
When random chance and circumstance multiplied by pi
Quantum improbability by Vegas odds, divide
All just to fall on my ass when the universe decides

Well, it's hard to be an atheist when the gods won't quit fucking with me
There might be some kid with a magnifying glass, and I'm an ant frying miserably

When do we come? Where do we go?
Whether we been through this before
Weather outside, the storms in my mind
Whether the weather just ruined the leather or made it fit better this skin is my tether
Light as a feather or heavy as stone, my mind is made better when we hash it together
Or so I'm told, but when I'm alone there's not butterfly breeze turning to storm on this boat
So, maybe I shouldn't be so quick to relinquish control

Written by:
Adrian Bartholomew

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