Joy from Blood & Honey by Summer of Hate

From the edge of the end of the world
Standing still, I run and then I fall
I’ve got nothing, nothing at all

Drifted into the echoes of my mind,
Lost in the places I will never find
I’ve got nothing, nothing at all

All my life,
I’ve been chasing something, anything to try
Like horses, running wild in the night
Rising from the ashes, grey, unwinding time


From the edge of the end of the world
Again, I stand, I run and then I fall
I’ve got nothing, nothing at all

The split reflection, what I used to be
Vanishing shadows of a once had dream,
I’m still nothing, nothing at all

All the streets I take, they turn to kindness, turn to nothing, turn to joy
All the streets I take, they turn to kindness, turn to nothing, turn to joy


I’ve got nothing,
I’ve got nothing


Where am I heading?
I know I’ve been here before
Why am I staying?
Is it for my body or my soul?

Oh, Can I end it?
Been doing this for such a long time, ah ah
What's suffering for
If not to prove there's still some light inside


I’ve got nothing,
I’ve got nothing

In the morning, we will be set free
I’ll trust that all of this is temporary

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