"All Outta Nothin'" as written by and David Wyndorf....
Bad bills and cherry bombs are falling out of my head
I'm sitting here before you, but I'm dead
You got something I want, now honey but it ain't what I need
Just tell the doctor, let it bleed
I'm sick of my own shit, darlin', I can't take no more
Drag me out of my coma to the floor

I'm all out of nothing, there's nothing today
A burnt out magician with nothing to say
Who wants a miracle? Who wants to know?
I'm all out of nothing with nowhere to go

I've got my pick of the floppers, that's right
They're down at the store
But they ain't got a heart beat
Give me more
I'm sick of the bullshit, baby
I won't take no more
Drag me out of my coma to the floor

The storm coming from miles away will be much different than yesterday
Call out, baby and call out loud
Your head's too cool to get lost in the crowd

I'm sick of the bullshit, baby
I can't take no more
Drag me out of my coma to the floor

I'm all out of nothing, there's nothing today
A burnt out magician with nothing to say
Who wants a miracle? Who wants to know?
I'm all out of nothing with nowhere to go


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"All Outta Nothin" as written by David Wyndorf

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