| Song | Empty |
| Artist | Pulley |
| Album | Together Again For The First Time |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Like a fuse | |
| I'm ready for fire | |
| Spark me up and | |
| I mean Simple seems to just a few | |
| I trust what | |
| I am saying | |
| Every day | |
| I can't believe what’s going on around me | |
| Down the halls | |
| I see it everywhere | |
| I have to tell you | |
| Something about me | |
| I wake up with this splitting difference | |
| Doesn't leave anything for me | |
| I’ll take my half | |
| My pockets they're empty | |
| Where we're headed to the life in the fast lane | |
| Wait a minute now you're busted like a bone | |
| Paid the price for a crime we shared | |
| And you got off free | |
| Voices call from in your head | |
| Laughing in and screaming |
| Like a fuse | |
| I' m ready for fire | |
| Spark me up and | |
| I mean Simple seems to just a few | |
| I trust what | |
| I am saying | |
| Every day | |
| I can' t believe what' s going on around me | |
| Down the halls | |
| I see it everywhere | |
| I have to tell you | |
| Something about me | |
| I wake up with this splitting difference | |
| Doesn' t leave anything for me | |
| I' ll take my half | |
| My pockets they' re empty | |
| Where we' re headed to the life in the fast lane | |
| Wait a minute now you' re busted like a bone | |
| Paid the price for a crime we shared | |
| And you got off free | |
| Voices call from in your head | |
| Laughing in and screaming |
| Like a fuse | |
| I' m ready for fire | |
| Spark me up and | |
| I mean Simple seems to just a few | |
| I trust what | |
| I am saying | |
| Every day | |
| I can' t believe what' s going on around me | |
| Down the halls | |
| I see it everywhere | |
| I have to tell you | |
| Something about me | |
| I wake up with this splitting difference | |
| Doesn' t leave anything for me | |
| I' ll take my half | |
| My pockets they' re empty | |
| Where we' re headed to the life in the fast lane | |
| Wait a minute now you' re busted like a bone | |
| Paid the price for a crime we shared | |
| And you got off free | |
| Voices call from in your head | |
| Laughing in and screaming |