Hollows out the soul when you see men stab at each other and lie.
And that’s all we have left to watch.
Hollows out the soul when you see men stab at each other and lie.
And that’s all we have left to watch.
An unfinished song that never started, swimming about in a tired soul.
Tryin’a feel free. Call it high, outside’s hell boy. So much stronger when the mix is right. Don’t stop me now.