Vacant - James Colt, Nick Royal, Lil Lotus

Wake up in the morning and I’m vacant

Lord don’t take my soul when I’m forsaken

Back against the wall, I’m 'bout to break it

Catch me if I fall and I can’t take it

I don’t think we’ll make it

I don’t think we’ll make it

(I can’t make it)

Feeling lost on the path I’ve been paving

Sick of lying, feel like dying, no more faking

Someone get me the fuck up out of this basement

Don’t even know if I’ma make it

Blacked out, now I’m laying on the pavement

Slowed down, yeah, I can’t hear what you’re saying

I fall apart, I can feel my body breaking

But if you want to me to

I could stay home like I always do

Stuck in my head, I hope I make it through

I’m stuck in my head, I hope you make it too

Wake up in the morning and I’m vacant

Lord don’t take my soul when I’m forsaken

Back against the wall, I’m 'bout to break it

Catch me if I fall and I can’t take it

I don’t think we’ll make it

I don’t think we’ll make it

(I can’t make it)

Feeling lost on the path I’ve been paving

She wanna sleep in but her pills on a timer

Wanna make friends, think they all will define her

Think she with a poet but she really with a rhymer

I will be a prophet, quit my job at the diner

Wanna dig deep but my team we are climbers

Wanna live my dreams but I can’t get behind her

Nothing’s what it seems, on the beach with a dime

Counting money in my sleep so you know I’m feeling fine, yeah

Wake up in the morning and I’m vacant

Lord don’t take my soul when I’m forsaken

Back against the wall, I’m 'bout to break it

Catch me if I fall and I can’t take it

Wake up in the morning and I’m popping just like bacon

If I want that shit then I’ma take it

Thinking that you know me boy, you must be mistaken

Nah, I don’t fuck with none that fake shit

I’ma get that cheque run it up, yuh

Now you know I never gave a fuck, nah

They lining up to say wassup now

But I can’t talk I’m on a comedown

Wake up in the morning and I’m vacant

Lord don’t take my soul when I’m forsaken

Back against the wall, I’m 'bout to break it

Catch me if I fall and I can’t take it

I don’t think we’ll make it

I don’t think we’ll make it

(I can’t make it)

Feeling lost on the path I’ve been paving

Sick of lying, feel like dying, no more faking

Someone get me the fuck up out of this basement

All this shit just don’t make sense

Without dollars, without cents

Let me talk, let me vent now

All this shit just don’t make sense

I’m staring up at that fence

'Cause heaven look like a penthouse