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Yelawolf

Genres: Hip-Hop

Empty Bottles [explicit] Lyrics - Yelawolf

Empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground 

Silhouettes of people dancing 

To an unfamiliar sound 

Hello stranger, can I call you a friend? 

My friend, I'm going down 

With empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground 

 

Ground bottle six with the permanent bliss 

Razor sharp glass lips, give me a kiss 

Eyes fixated with the familiar shape 

Black label, white letters, they integrate 

Cubans in the bar room with harpoons 

I bloom in the night fog like mushrooms 

See every bullet hole in the window of my past 

 

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Now that's what I call a shot glass (2, 3, 4) 

 

Empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground 

Silhouettes of people dancing 

To an unfamiliar sound 

Hello stranger, can I call you a friend? 

My friend, I'm going down 

 

With empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground 

 

Count the cracks on the sidewalk 

Pack the cigarette box in my left palm 

Flame on the tip of a smoke 

I don't know where the light came from 

Legs like a ghost, I still walk 

 

Whole world must try and concrete feels soft 

Blinded by the cameras pap flash 

I'm a big fan, shot glass? (2, 3, 4) 

 

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Empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground 

Silhouettes of people dancing 

To an unfamiliar sound 

 

Hello stranger, can I call you a friend? 

My friend, I'm going down 

With empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground 

 

Oh, what a life it's been 

What about my life in there? What about the would and whens? 

If, maybes, could-have-beens? You didn't know shit about me, man 

 

You didn't go to school in the clothes that I had to wear back then 

Look at you, fucking faggot, what you looking at, punk? 

What, bitch? Give me another shot, hey, what you want? 

Make it a double, fuck it, a triple, fuck it, give me the bottle 

And then it's bottoms-up, what a positive role model 

 

Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all, take a Tylenol, shake it off 

Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off 

Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all, take a Tylenol, shake it off 

Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off 

Empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground 

Silhouettes of people dancing 

To an unfamiliar sound 

Hello stranger, can I call you a friend? 

My friend, I'm going down 

With empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground 

Empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground 

Silhouettes of people dancing 

To an unfamiliar sound 

Hello stranger, can I call you a friend? 

My friend, I'm going down 

With empty bottles on the table 

Black roses on the ground. 

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