Empty‐Handed Robber Songtext
von Rooftop Sailors

Go on and bore me
With whatever news story
There ain′t no glory
In acting like one's sorry
I feel so numb
Don′t care for anyone
Go on and bore me
Go on and bore me
Oh god, so much going on right now but
My clock's always ticking it
Drowns out all the sad songs, call it white noise
You got to look out for yourself
I'm an empty-handed robber
I′m looking for bliss
I′m looking for bliss
Yellow is my favourite colour
I have to admit
I just can't resist
Around imaginary friends
They all say that there′s nothing I lack


You ask for help I say: "Depends
On how much you pay back", capitalist chitchat
Oh God, no profit - not interested
My heart is what my mind's really in love with
Go on and bore me
With whatever news story
There ain′t no glory
In acting like one's sorry
I feel so numb
Don′t care for anyone
I'm an empty-handed robber
I'm looking for bliss
I′m looking for bliss
Yellow is my favourite colour
I have to admit
I just can′t resist
I'm an empty-handed robber
I′m looking for bliss
I'm looking for bliss
Yellow is my favourite colour
I have to admit
I just can′t resist
I'm a narcissist