A Glass, Half-mat – Band Of Beards – letras

Got a lot of empty feelingsGot a lot of hollow driveI don’t knowWhere this goesTied up to expectationsBeing pulled along as they goI’ve got no controlLost in the flowBurnt out from confrontationSpent too much time angryAny feelings leftTurned to apathyBeen staring across this room from the startWe make eyes but I won’t even tryI’ve got nothing leftBeen sleeping aloneAnd losing my mindCan’t win if I don’t even tryCan’t try to win if there’s no finish line