When this began I had nothing to say And I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of meI was confused And I let it all out to find Not the only person with these things in mindInside of me But all the vacancy the words revealedIs the only real thing that I've got left to feel Nothing to losehollow and alone And the fault is my ownAnd the fault is my own just go on my style. That is just me.
When this began I had nothing
When this began I had nothing to say
And I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me
I was confused And I let it all out to find
Not the only person with these things in mind
Inside of me But all the vacancy the words revealed
Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel
Nothing to lose
hollow and alone
And the fault is my own
And the fault is my own
just go on my style.
That is just me.