Hollow

Hands Like Houses

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I'm so hollow, I'm so hollow

Hurry, it's blurry
I can't see through the dark
Lately, you're hurting
You keep looking back at the clock

We're crawling on a tightrope, feel the way the cold chokes
We're holding on but we see the end
Staring out the window, fading out in slow mo
Heavens on the edge of my wrist

Our blood stains the carpet
In my mind it's harmless
I tried to fight it
But drift in subconscious

What if I wait, what if I wait, oh oh

I'm so hollow, I'm so hollow
Sleeping inside our coffin
I'll always be a deadman walking

White lights, blind me
An angel points at me with her gun

We're crawling on a tightrope, feel the way the cold chokes
We're holding on but we see the end
Staring out the window, fading out in slow mo
Heavens on the edge of my wrist

Our blood stains the carpet
In my mind it's harmless
I tried to fight it
But drift in subconscious

What if I wait, what if I wait, oh oh
It's breaking me (I'm so hollow)
It's breaking me (I'm so hollow)

Sleeping inside our coffin
I'll always be a deadman walking

It's too late, it's too late, it's too late to stay
It's too late to change

It's too late, it's too late, it's too late to stay
It's too late to change