Empty

I died in the room Where the babies are slow And there's nowhere to go And nothing is right So what's the fight Now would you believe That nothing's everything What's the point of it all If life's an empty hall Life's an empty hall Can't say where it points me It's all the same direction There's nothing to say So why try and run It's all the same to me When you're not there to see It's always someone's gun So why try and run