Empty Pockets, Heavier Heart

Verse

I walk the block past midnight, city breathing shallow

Neon ghosts in puddles, every step hits hard and hollow

Countin' paper in the dark but the numbers never warm me

Stacks stack up like cages, they shine but they don't hold me

Sleep is a rumor, dreams got teeth, they bite and tear

Scared of the mirror 'cause the face ain't really there

Pills in the pocket, drawer full of quiet screams

Gold chains on concrete, bought my way to broken dreams

Chorus

Empty pockets, heavier heart, I hustle in the rain

Searching for a feeling that can wash away the pain

Money in my hands but the nights still feel the same

Chasing lonely highs while the low keeps calling my name

Empty pockets, heavier heart, I hustle in the rain

Searching for a feeling that can wash away the pain

Money in my hands but the nights still feel the same

Chasing lonely highs while the low keeps calling my name

Verse

Tape on the windows, shadows crawl like relatives

Every corner got a memory that I can't forgive

Needles whisper lullabies, they promise quiet sleep

But the silence after sunrise is a promise I can't keep

Everybody got a ledger, debts written in their eyes

I borrow warmth from strangers, trade truths for alibis

Scared to be alive and scared to disappear

I'm bargaining with ghosts, bargaining with fear

Chorus

Empty pockets, heavier heart, I hustle in the rain

Searching for a feeling that can wash away the pain

Money in my hands but the nights still feel the same

Chasing lonely highs while the low keeps calling my name

Empty pockets, heavier heart, I hustle in the rain

Searching for a feeling that can wash away the pain

Money in my hands but the nights still feel the same

Chasing lonely highs while the low keeps calling my name

Bridge

There's a voice beneath the static saying this ain't all you are

But when the lights go out the echo sounds too far

I bargain with the night, trade tomorrow for a spark

Try to find a doorway out of this permanent dark

Verse

City sleeps on false alarms, sirens sing my score

Every victory's counterfeit when it closes the front door

I built an empire outta fear, currency of scars

Invested in distraction, bought briefcase full of false stars

Still I lace my shoes and step back into frame

Mask on like a ritual, play the part, know the name

Counting losses like a ledger, hope's a line I scribble thin

But somewhere under rubble is a place I could begin

Chorus

Empty pockets, heavier heart, I hustle in the rain

Searching for a feeling that can wash away the pain

Money in my hands but the nights still feel the same

Chasing lonely highs while the low keeps calling my name

Empty pockets, heavier heart, I hustle in the rain

Searching for a feeling that can wash away the pain

Money in my hands but the nights still feel the same

Chasing lonely highs while the low keeps calling my name

Outro

Concrete nightmares, neon saints, I walk them every night

Counting coins, counting breaths, praying for a light