Hollow

(Intro)

(Instrumental building-up)

(Verse 1)

Why does everything feel so fake?

We talk about the shot we should've taken

While in the end all we did was break our hearts

Thinking about all our missing parts

(Verse 2)

The first to lose but the only one to last

Then accuse the sudden blast

For what?

The rights I found in the wrongs?

Tracing cracks on the bedroom walls

Of an emptiness who stays unknown

Tell me where the time has gone

(Verse 3)

The pain had grown without water

In a desert and I still wonder why

Only the bad side of the flower

Had showed as the thunder cries alone

I'm home with a hollow that fills a hole in my chest

Dreaming of the day that I'll be whole instead

(Chorus)

Do I even wanna get older

When it's getting colder and harder to see

I'll show this Life all the misery in me

In her waves, I could drown in the sea

A ring of salt all over me

To burn the wounds and wash the memory

Could it be the remedy?

(Bridge)

I'm digging for water just to find more sand

I’m a ghost in the palm of my own dirty hand

What if I’m a puzzle with a missing piece

Then give me the waves, just give me release

Because I’m tired of the almost, tired of the fake

Just give me a heart that doesn’t have to ache

(Chorus)

Do I even wanna get older

When it's getting colder and harder to see

I'll show this Life all the misery in me

In her waves, I could drown in the sea

A ring of salt all over me

To burn the wounds and wash the memory

Could it be the remedy?

(Outro)

Still tracing cracks...

Still missing parts...

Just a ring of salt

Where I thought I’d find a heart.

(Instrumental fading)

Why does everything feel so fake?