I hate everyone for every prize they have won
I'll lie in the middle of the street so
The world will see I'm nothing

To get more healthy cows
Sell your intelligence
I'm trying to be something I am not
I never what I am

I'm nothing, I'm an empty shell

No Mr. Rights, no hypocrites, no underdogs, just empty shells

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Empty Shell is not on the tracklist, but we wrote it so let me say about it anyway. A very self-defeating song, obviously dedicated to someone who are never satisfied with what you are, what you are doing. Only one listener said she likes the noisy guitar part. Not only noisy, love, it's MESSY. Experimental, homemade with our computer, tastes good like a medium-rare steak.