Full Belly, Empty Hands

[Verse 1] City lights flicker, the silence screams, Cracked mask on tight, hiding shattered dreams. A weasel in rags, chasing a ghost, Starving for more than this cursed city boasts. [Pre-Chorus] I’ve danced on rooftops, crawled through fire, Stolen from lords and soot-covered liars. But tonight? One more bite… Just one score, and I'm outta this mire. [Chorus] 🎵 I just wanted a full belly, not a crown, One step ahead ‘til the whole world drags me down. If mercy ever mattered in this broken land, I’d be rich, not dead, with blood on my hands. Full belly, empty hands… That’s the law of the streets and the damned. 🎵 [Verse 2] I saw you walking—gilded spine, silver gears, Thought you’d fall like the rest, choked by your fears. But you're not soft… no songbird in chains, You fight like the plague that’s soaked through these veins. [Pre-Chorus] No rules down here, just what you take, Weasel’s gotta bite, or she won’t wake. So I swung, Fury stung, But even hunger makes mistakes. [Chorus] 🎵 I just wanted a full belly, not a grave, Thought I could win, thought I was brave. But the city don’t care who breaks or stands— It buries you deep with your empty hands. Full belly, empty hands… That’s the law of the lost and the damned. 🎵 [Bridge] Tell the world: I didn’t ask for much. A scrap of meat, a coin, a gentle touch. No hero’s tale, no weasel’s parade— Just one more night where I wasn’t afraid. [Final Chorus - Soft, fading] 🎵 I just wanted a full belly… not a lie… Not a fight where I fall and don't rise… But dreams don’t feed when the clock runs out, And silence is louder than any shout… Full belly… empty… hands… 🎵