Hollowed V2

The walls are thinner than they were before (Thinner than before) I

hear the dust collecting on the floor (On the floor)

There's a phantom knocking from the inside out (From the inside out)

A hollowing I can't even talk about (Talk about) My skin is

just a sheath for the empty air A vacant architecture,

nobody's there (Nobody's there)

I'm fracturing into a thousand different pieces

And the ringing in the silence never ceases (Never

ceases) I'm hollowed! I'm fucking hollowed!

And the silence is getting

so loud! I'm fucking hollowed!

I'm fucking hollowed!

Walking through the

ghost of a crowd!

(Ghost of a crowd!)

Pressure in the chest is like a leaden weight Trying to negotiate

with my own internal state Every reflection looks like a stranger's face

Occupying the rhythm of a stolen space Chronic static behind the eyes

A kaleidoscope of paranoid lies Digging out the center just to see

what's left

A soul committing its own quiet theft

Ba-da-ka-ta, ba-da-ka-ta, boom! (T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-ka!)

Ba-da-ka-ta, ba-da-ka-ta, doom! Get it out!

(Get it out!) Get it out!

(Get it the fuck out!) It's deafening!

It's deafening!

Nothing left inside!

Nothing left to hide!

I'm hollowed! I'm hollowed!

And the silence is getting

so loud! I'm fucking hollowed!

I'm fucking hollowed!

Mother fucker Walking through the

ghost of a crowd!

(Ghost of a crowd!)

Hollow...

Hollow... The ringing... It never...