Hollow
I can't feel
Hollow
I can't feel
Hollow
I can't feel
Hollow
I can't feel
Hollow in body and mind
Bitch I can't feel shit
When I look in the mirror all I see is lunatic
Tick tock goes the time that I've lived with it
Pop another mother fucking antipsychotic
Keep it straight, no say, I'm not stopping
Put the mother fuckers in the grave just to watch it
Tryna wake up, but I can't hypnopompic
My sanity is wearing thin, I'd say it's microscopic
Toxicology report is coming back up in the red
It's like a thunderstorm with all the blood that has been shed
Slit wrists from god
He's the one who fucking bled
I pumped you with formaldehyde because you're fucking dead
Toxicology report is coming back up in the red
It's like a thunderstorm with all the blood that has been shed
Slit wrists from god
He's the one who fucking bled
I pumped you with formaldehyde because you're fucking dead
Hollow
I can't feel
Hollow
I can't feel
Yeah the virus creepin mothafucka feel it my bones
Sickness takin over, lost like rover, bitch I'm comin home
Ties severed lies in disguise as my fuckin woes
Never gave a fuck though, left my body in the cold
Way back when, they'll never see all my fuckin lows
Death on my mind, suicide up inside my skull
Lost to the tides, up my vice to a broken soul
Vanity don't fix shit, just open up the deepest hole
Toxicology report is coming back up in the red
It's like a thunderstorm with all the blood that has been shed
Slit wrists from god
He's the one who fucking bled
I pumped you with formaldehyde because you're fucking dead
Toxicology report is coming back up in the red
It's like a thunderstorm with all the blood that has been shed
Slit wrists from god
He's the one who fucking bled
I pumped you with formaldehyde because you're fucking dead