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Backstory:

When I think of your politics, it makes me sick. The irony is not lost on me. I thought you were sincere, but I was left with an empty cup. You can't pour from an empty cup. Co-written by Isaac Onanuga (Nigeria), and Clare Steffen (USA). Vocals by Isaac, Lyrics by Clare.

Lyrics:

                                                  
V1

I feel my skin crawl

When I think of your politics

You deceived us all

It makes my mind sick



V2

The world has lost its way

We don't know which way is up

Leaders are having a field day

We're left with an empty cup



Chorus

You can't pour from an empty cup

Or give too much to others

If you're not taking care of yourself

I bought into the rhetoric

Without a plan for backup

If you and I are brothers

Let me introduce myself

I'm the one you tried to trick



Bridge

But I'm awake, 'cause now I know



V3

Souls lost in the darkness

See things in a sober light

That they could not hear

When they lack reason or insight



Bridge

The irony is not lost on me

I thought you were sincere

But I was left with an empty cup



Chorus

You can't pour from an empty cup

Or give too much to others

If you're not taking care of yourself

I bought into the rhetoric

Without a plan for backup

If you and I are brothers

Let me introduce myself

I'm the one you tried to trick



Outro

Now I've learned to fill my cup



I'm just a fool who couldn't see

It's a contagious fear