I don’t wanna break the fall
Why do I feel nothing at all?
They try to say it doesn’t hurt
The things I want they never work
I don’t think we feel the same
I see it standing in the rain
I’ll never see the northern lights
I’ll never know what it’s like
At any given moment see them crawling on the ceiling
And all the good will go away ‘cause everything is fleeting
Hollow
Sorrow
Beg for tomorrow
I don’t wanna break the bad news
Do I have to? I guess I had to
On the threshold, at the surface
I’m feeling worthless, so what’s the purpose?
It all begins to fray, every single thing
And the lines begin to blur between black and grey
I broke the bad news, but did I have to?
I guess I had to
At any given moment see them crawling on the ceiling
And all the good will go away ‘cause everything is fleeting
Hollow
Sorrow
Beg for tomorrow
At any given moment see them crawling on the ceiling
I thought the pain would go away but all my thoughts are fleeting
Hollow
Sorrow
Red hands don’t borrow