Empty Pockets

Empty pockets, heavy soul, walking streets of broken gold
Mama said I had a path, but I let it slip and fold
Middle class dreams, clean shoes by the door
Now I’m counting loose change on a liquor store floor

Used to eat at the table, now I’m eating my pride
Got a head full of memories I can’t outrun or hide
Daddy worked late, said “son, don’t lose your way”
Now I’m lost in the night chasing ghosts of yesterday

Empty pockets but my heart still aches rich
Every bad decision got me digging this ditch
Used to have plans, now I’m stuck in regret
Every step forward feel like deeper debt

I remember warm lights shining through the hall
Now it’s cold street corners, nobody call
Family photos burned in the back of my mind
Searching for myself but I’m too far behind

Empty pockets, but the pain weigh a ton
Got a past I can’t outrun
Tell my family I’m sorry for the hurt I caused
Fighting demons, breaking all the laws

Empty pockets, yeah I’m crying out loud
Lost my way, can’t make ‘em proud
If love could pay, I’d be covered for life
But I’m bankrupt in soul, drowning in strife

Mama’s voice echo, “baby come home”
But I built these walls, now I’m stuck alone
Used to laugh in the kitchen, Sunday grace
Now I stare at strangers, searching for her face

I traded gold days for a quick thrill high
Now I’m paying in tears every night I cry
Middle class roots but I cut that tree
Now I’m drifting like a leaf with no breeze

Empty pockets but my guilt stay full
Every wrong turn got a stronger pull
I was raised right but chose wrong roads
Now I carry that shame in heavy loads

Wish I could rewind to the simpler days
Before I got caught in these crooked ways
Before the trust broke, before hearts tore
Before I became someone they ignore

Empty pockets, but the pain weigh a ton
Got a past I can’t outrun
Tell my family I’m sorry for the hurt I caused
Still fighting demons, breaking laws

I see mama crying in my dreams at night
Daddy’s silence cut deeper than a knife
If I could gather every tear I made fall
I’d build a ladder just to climb back to y’all

Empty pockets, but my lessons run deep
Every scar on my heart something I keep
I was chasing fast money, fast cars, fast lies
Now I’m stuck with slow pain and real goodbyes

I remember clean sheets, now it’s benches and cold
Every story I tell got a sorrow untold
From a decent home to a wandering soul
Trying to fix pieces I can’t control

I broke trust like glass on a concrete floor
Now I’m stepping barefoot, bleeding more
Family name dragged deep in the mud
Now I’m washing regret in my own blood

Empty pockets but I’m paying my dues
Every sunrise singing old blues
If forgiveness had a price I could pay
I’d grind forever just to hear “it’s okay”

Empty pockets, but I’m holding on tight
Searching for a spark in the night
If love still lives in the roots I broke
Maybe one day I’ll come back… broke but woke

60 BPM, Soul, Blues, guitar, piano, soul male vocals, classy