My name is Travis mccoy and I write and play all the songs for antimullet.I just like to play music and would like people to listen to the music if they want.
like many people today I am without a job, money,or food. Just writing what I see around me like homeless people. I can never give them money because every time I see someone like that I know I could be there soon.
Lyrics
the moneys out the fridge is empty ive got fleas but theres no envy.
and I dont know anything its all the same and Im in the ring
takin shots falling down I always get up i dont like the ground.
it gets cold alive at night when they feast I turn off the light.
cold and empty cold and empty living in poverty.
wakin up my stomach growls whatd id give for just some cow
step outside its alright Ill steal some food and eat tonight.
look outside people are angry everyone is poor like me.
Lost the house and the car spent your last buck at the bar.
cold and hungry cold and hungry living in poverty.
saw a man on the street wanted some booze and something to eat.
Im sorry that I couldnt help in that man I saw myself.
pockets are empty my stomach is too hard to give when I need too
I walked by with my head down left myself lying there on the ground.
