Liner notes
Hip-Hop · Melancholic · 90 BPM · 3:36
sparse piano, deep kick, crisp hi-hats, sub bass
About Empty Bottles (Alt Take)
Empty Bottles (Alt Take) is a melancholic hip-hop song by Fred (90 BPM, A minor, 3:36, sung in English). It is part of the WeavyAudio catalog and licensed for commercial playback in cafés, restaurants, gyms, stores and other venues.
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Credits
- Artist
- Fred
- Genre
- Hip-Hop
- Mood
- Melancholic
- Tempo
- 90 BPM
- Key
- A minor
- Length
- 3:36
- Vocals
- English
- License
- Licensed for venues
Keywords
- Hip-Hop
- Melancholic
Added 3 months ago · 7/1/2026 · licensed for venue play
Lyrics· synced
Empty Bottles (Alt Take) lyrics
City Lights 3 in the morning and the bottle's all empty Texting your name but that never hits NC Used to be us against everybody plenty Now it's just a echo in a penthouse temp Then I made it to the top and the view get lonely Everybody know me but they don't really know me Smile for the cameras while it's eating me slowly Pour another glass, raise it up for the homie So I move, move, move when the pain get loud Move it Lose myself in the lights and the crowd So put your hands up if you're broken like me Dance till the heartache, let your body go free We the beautiful disaster on the floor tonight Crying in the straw but we look so alive Put your hands up, we don't sleep when we shine Drowning in the music, leave the hurt behind Dance, dance, dance in the dark Dance, dance, dance in the dark We dance, dance Diamonds on my wrist but they cold as the winter Followed all my dreams till the dream made a sinner Posting up the highlight, never post of the spinner Champion outside but inside I'm a beginner You said you would stay but you faded like daylight Now I chase the feeling under purple and grey light Two crimes are empty when the stage is the spotlight Famous and forgotten in the very same heartbeat I move move move when the pain get loud Lose myself in the lights and the crowd So put your hands up if you're broken like me Dance till the heartache lets your body go free We the beautiful disaster on the floor tonight Crying in the stroke but we look so alive Put your hands up, we don't sleep when we shine Drowning in the music, leave the hurt behind Dance, dance, dance in the dark Dance, dance, dance in the dark Dance, dance, dance in the stripper bag Maybe I'm the monster that the fame designed Maybe we're the lonely that the lights can't find But for one more time, let the bass line pray Hold me in the rhythm till it all fades gray Dance in the dark Dance in the dark City lights And I'm dancing through the scars Dance in the dark Don't turn them on Let me stay in the dark
From the catalog
Also on WeavyAudio
Side A
More songs by Fred
- A1
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Fred - A3
WA-z34wMseBG0Fp105BPM0:30Fred -WAR
Fred - A4
WA-T0aT3jEdRSzJ125BPM2:10Fred -WAR 15
Fred - A5
WA-vzrbLu5mNIL1125BPM2:36Fred -WAR 14
Fred - A6
WA-BJGksMU0ixiL105BPM0:14Fred -WAR 13
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Side B
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- B1
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