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Hollow
Dark hole,
How long before you take that piece?
Waiting on you,
Really you waiting on me.
Dark hole,
I'm awaiting your release.
Don't know what's going on,
Days like this I don't feel strong.
Sensitive as can be and that is me.
Learning how to not be ashamed of who I am meant to be.
Dark hole,
Eat me whole.
Dark hole,
Regurgitate my essence and send it to her.
Through all of my bullshit,
At the end I still feel for her.
Don't know how to show it with out coming off manic.
RIGHT NOW AT THIS VERY MOMENT,
I get quiet back in response to my panic.
I'd be tired of me too.
Dark hole,
Become one with me,
Living in plight is never fun to be.
Dark hole,
Teach me how to cope,
Dark hole,
How do we work with hope?
Playing by myself.
No partner,
No true friends,
Just you getting bigger,
Replacing the things vital.
I am competing against myself.
To be my own idol.
I can only seem to put faith in only me with out getting pain in return.
Once I go 100 percent I'm done being loving.
Hole,
You get bigger,
I get stronger,
My resolve waiting for balance,
For now it's on a rope.
Traversing the foggy path of hope.
How long before you take that piece?
Waiting on you,
Really you waiting on me.
Dark hole,
I'm awaiting your release.
Don't know what's going on,
Days like this I don't feel strong.
Sensitive as can be and that is me.
Learning how to not be ashamed of who I am meant to be.
Dark hole,
Eat me whole.
Dark hole,
Regurgitate my essence and send it to her.
Through all of my bullshit,
At the end I still feel for her.
Don't know how to show it with out coming off manic.
RIGHT NOW AT THIS VERY MOMENT,
I get quiet back in response to my panic.
I'd be tired of me too.
Dark hole,
Become one with me,
Living in plight is never fun to be.
Dark hole,
Teach me how to cope,
Dark hole,
How do we work with hope?
Playing by myself.
No partner,
No true friends,
Just you getting bigger,
Replacing the things vital.
I am competing against myself.
To be my own idol.
I can only seem to put faith in only me with out getting pain in return.
Once I go 100 percent I'm done being loving.
Hole,
You get bigger,
I get stronger,
My resolve waiting for balance,
For now it's on a rope.
Traversing the foggy path of hope.
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