Empty Vessels

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Roots Manuva & Orlando Weeks] Trodding the road with no place to go It ain't safe to know It ain't safe to feel so Unattached to any particular concern But to reconfirm that we Dare to take this Route hard travel with perpetual babbles Our bittersweet civiles Similar to what the society's teaching Society's beating the best and the worst And it's yet another squalid verse In the thirst and the quest and they're yet to be wretched Such is the nature of the searcher When you've had it up to here, and you don't wish to hurt'ya And I've got a big list of blame And I will call out names And I will fuel the shame that may Set upon society shows for generations to come (Alone, alone, alone. Alone, alone, alone) Comfortably numb from the barrel of the gun (Alone, alone, alone) If only I could break this world (Alone, alone, alone) If only I could shake this world What would it take to wake this world And hear the silent sigh, the silent cry [Refrain: Orlando Weeks] Alone, alone, alone, not alone at all [Verse 2: Roots Manuva & Orlando Weeks] Empty vessels with a big 'ole noise (Alone, alone, alone) The hunger for joy, but the men stay boys (Alone, alone, alone) Wrapped in them ego, base release (Alone, alone, alone) That you've got to use your fists and your gun to achieve (Alone, alone, alone) Reinforced by the glory of their beautiful screens With beautiful scenes, and beautiful screams So how many tears must fall When we all play a part, and we all could do more [Chorus: Orlando Weeks] If you've got no kind words to say You should say nothing more at all If you've got no kind words to say You should say nothing more at all If you've got no kind words to say You should say nothing more at all If you've got no kind words to say You should say nothing more at all [Bridge: Roots Manuva & Orlando Weeks] (Alone, alone, alone) (Alone, alone, alone) (Alone, alone, alone) There we go merrily, merrily we go (Alone, alone, alone) Same old, same old, scenario (Alone, alone, alone) You took a blow now, she took a blow (Alone, alone, alone) Too late to fret now, too late to show (Alone, alone, alone) [Chorus: Orlando Weeks] If you've got no kind words to say You should say nothing more at all [Outro: Roots Manuva & Orlando Weeks] Empty vessels with a big ol' noise (Alone, alone, alone) Empty vessels with a big ol' noise