Nothing
ISORE
[Verse 1]
Have I got a good reputation?
I bleed guilt of the mistakes I made
I see your path, so clear
I see mine disappear into nothing
[Verse 2]
A lot is not my shot
Just wanna change your empty pot
Fill it with ideas
To adhere to you
To uplift me
I really could not care if that chair is empty there
I don't wanna fill the slot
That I've been left, yeah
[Verse 3]
Why do you seem to butcher me
At everything your better