We are the ones – letting time
Slip through these hands
Running like thieves – words have failed
But I won't give in

Your bittered eyes – makes me burn
Sickened and tired – twisted wrong turn
You just can't pull me through – on all the things you've failed
Can't you see? – the grin on my face

Hollow
You bring me down

Hollow
Bloodfilled strains

You just stare – this is my turn
My convictions – makes me burn
You just can't pull me through – all the things called guilt
Just look in the mirror – please – raise your hands

Never will I give in
Just smash and burn
You never cared
Now taste, taste the back of my hands

Hollow