Empathia

Lyrics: John Zealey Music: John Zealey Being strong - never really very much my thing In the dark - missing broken bottles on the stairs Empathia Being there - never really very much my thing In the dark - throwing random punches to the throat Another morning comes around Getting used to knowing what’s in store Getting used to pain I’ve had before Getting used to always getting by You know that it’s a lie You know I never could