**[Intro — whispered]**
Another night.
Another ceiling.
Another version of me I don't recognize.
**[Verse 1 — low / detached]**
I wake up to a room that doesn't feel like mine,
Curtains closed, watching shadows crawl across the blinds.
Phone full of messages I never wanna read,
Everybody asking how I'm doing—
Nobody wants the real thing.
I got memories I bury just to dig them up again,
Every "I'm okay" feels like another fucking sin.
I keep laughing when I'm hurting, keep pretending I don't care,
Then the silence gets so loud I swear somebody's there.
I've been losing pieces of myself for years,
Turning all my hope into resentment and fear.
I don't know if I'm healing or just learning how to hide,
But every night gets heavier when I turn off the lights.
**[Hook — melodic / hypnotic]**
Empty rooms, empty eyes,
I've been losing sleep just to pass the time.
Everybody leaves, everybody lies,
So I keep my heart buried where nobody finds.
Empty rooms, cold air,
I talk to ghosts like somebody cares.
If I disappear behind these walls,
Would anybody notice at all?
**[Verse 2 — FAST / aggressive]**
I got a head full of static and a chest full of spite,
Every thought getting louder when I try to sleep at night.
I don't trust conversation, I don't trust affection,
Every "I love you" sounds like fucking deception.
I remember every person that I needed who was gone,
Every time I swallowed words just to keep the peace on.
Now I'm bitter, getting colder, letting everybody go,
Building walls around my heart just to prove that I'm alone.
No savior, no miracle, no hand from the sky,
Just another fucking night asking myself why.
I keep searching for an answer in the bottom of my thoughts,
But the deeper that I dig, the more I realize I'm lost.
**[Bridge — stripped / distorted]**
Maybe I'm tired.
Maybe I'm broken.
Maybe all these things
Were never meant to be spoken.
**[Verse 3 — DOUBLE-TIME]**
Dead eyes, red lights, rain on the pavement,
Bad dreams, same nights, trapped in the basement.
I'm sick of pretending that I'm fine for appearance,
Sick of every fucking person disappearing when I'm serious.
I became what I hated, now I hate what I became,
Every mirror in the house keeps repeating my name.
I don't want another lecture, I don't want another lie,
I just want one honest moment where I don't have to hide.
**[Final Hook — layered / distorted]**
Empty rooms, empty eyes,
Still got a heartbeat buried underneath the lies.
Maybe I don't need the world to understand,
Maybe I just need to learn to fucking stand.
Empty rooms, cold air,
Still talking to ghosts like somebody cares.
If tomorrow comes knocking at my door...
Maybe this time,
I'll answer.
**[Outro — whispered]**
Another night.
Same room.
Still here.
HollowVotive
