Rising hollow

Verse 1 – soft, almost spoken]

I feel it creeping in the silence again

Like a shadow I pretend isn’t there

Every step forward feels heavier now

Like the future’s a weight I can’t bear

I tried to bury it under control

But it’s louder when I’m all alone

Every promise I made to myself

Turns to cracks in the stone

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I’m fighting something I can’t see

But it’s got its hands around me

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There’s an emptiness rising inside of me

Like a fire that’s burning silently

I’m screaming out but it won’t let go

I’m losing ground and I’m losing hope

I keep fighting for a future I can’t feel

Standing still while the world turns real

If I break, will I finally know—

Am I alive… or just hollow?

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I’m chasing something I’ll never reach

Running circles in my own head

Every vision of what I could be

Feels like something already dead

I built walls just to feel safe

Now I’m trapped in the space I made

Every breath feels like borrowed time

Every step feels like it might break

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I’m fighting something I can’t see

But it’s becoming all of me

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There’s an emptiness rising inside of me

Like a fire that’s burning silently

I’m screaming out but it won’t let go

I’m losing ground and I’m losing hope

I keep fighting for a future I can’t feel

Standing still while the world turns real

If I break, will I finally know—

Am I alive… or just hollow?

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(rap)

I’m stuck in the middle of a war in my brain

Every thought like a bullet and it’s driving me insane

Try to silence the noise but it’s feeding the pain

Every step that I take just resets the same

I’m gripping the edge but I’m losing my hold

Future looks bright but it’s feeling so cold

I’m told “just push through” but I’m already gone

How do you fight when the fight’s never done?

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I CAN’T KEEP RUNNING FROM THIS

I CAN’T KEEP LOSING MYSELF

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There’s an emptiness rising inside of me

Now it’s all that I’ll ever be

I’m screaming out but it won’t let go

I’m losing light and I’m losing control

I keep fighting for a future I can’t feel

Standing still while the world turns real

If I break, will I finally know—

Was I alive… or just hollow?