Hollowed
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...