Hollow

[Intro]
Highlight of my life is to
Swallow drips and hollow tips
And my mind is so infocus too
End up on the evenin news
Highlight of my life is to
Swallow drips and hollow tips
And my mind is so infocus too
End up on the evenin news

[Verse 1]
Bits and pieces of my past
Starting to destroy my precious mask
I wouldn't know the answer if you had to ask
What is wrong with me
What is what is wrong with me
Won’t you be my friend and come along with me
Imma show you something only I can see
Why do we
Why do we
Make it our obsession
To be pushed to aggression
But it's really our depression
That teaches a lesson
Smith & Wesson
Is the only oppression
Cancel out the feelings
And stop the breathing
Seems to be the only way to stop the screaming
The emptiness is bleeding
Reeling me
Closer to this abyss
Ate a whole script
Yet I'm still alive
Devil gave me back my life told me not to hide
My body’s present but my souls been left behind
Never bothered to go back and get it
Had to make myself forget it

Never even knew that my mind was gone
Is it even true that the light is on
Can't figure out what is right or wrong
Real or fake
Real or fake
Tears down her eyes when she sees me shake
Please be safe
Please be safe
I don't want you to leave me today
Say my name
Say my name
Come back to me if you stay the same
It's easier to cheat when you play the game

[Verse 2]
Can I elevate my soul
By taking the time to chase my goals?
Though I meditate and zone
I've lost it to hatred in this place I roam
But written in the ancient scrolls
A codex to guide us to a safer home
Decode it and we ride up to the gates alone
On this wasted road grows up a tenacious rose
But was it just a wasted goal?
What happens when I take control
What happens when I face my wrongs
And keep writing you these basic songs?
Will you stand up and tell me I'm wrong?
Or will you sit down keep playing along
Step down in the shelter and sound the alarm
Now to be helpful go round up your arms
Now they're alarmed to drops of the pins
We're dropping em hints caught up in sprints
I’m lockin this in and walking the ropes
You poppin those zanny’s will darken your hopes
A carpenters soul
It's more than a story the parchment has told
It’s more than just hope my part was foretold
A cold wind is blowing my heart can be froze
But where will I go and why only God knows

[Chorus]
I'm feeling Hollow
Gotta a lotta shit bottled that I got swallow
Talking to Diablo while I'm feeling like Picasso
Semi-automatic every is problematic
Yah my homie I know