Ventilate

Woke up got out of bed and opened up my door
looked up into the rain and dropped my head back down
Wanted to crawl back to my bed and sleep it off
knowing what I had done regret's taking its course

My empty pockets hang
My empty pockets hang my head in shame
My empty pockets hang
My empty pockets hangs my head

I feel like I need a little miracle
something to take away the wrong that I had done
You can't make me like all of the things I hate
Take it out on others is what I do to ventilate

My empty pockets hang
My empty pockets hang my head in shame
My empty pockets hang
My empty pockets hangs my head in shame

What filled my head was less sorrow, sorrow
Why fill my head, 'cause it's less to show the world
What filled my head was less sorrow, sorrow
Why fill my head, 'cause it's less to show the world