Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hollow, artist - Azekel. Album song Our Father, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 08.11.2018
Record label: THUNDERLIGHTNING
Song language: English
Hollow |
Young, rich and famous |
This one’s for you |
This one’s for you |
This one’s for you |
I wrote this about… |
I’m so cold, I’m so cold |
That big hole where my heart is to be… Is filled with pain |
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah) yeah yeah (Yeah yeah) |
I’m riding so low |
I’ve turned all of my friends to my foes |
Is this the end? |
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah) yeah (yeah yeah) |
The dark’s too close to comfort |
And your light’s too far to hold |
Is this a curse of all this wealth? |
I’m so low |
This ain’t how we used to be |
So, I smoke my smoke |
And I drink my drink |
And I party six to seven days a week |
I’m hollow, hollow, hollow, ha-ha-hollow |
Lot’s of money I got |
Lot’s of women I’m seeing |
But when I’m alone, I cry myself to sleep |
I’m hollow, hollow, hollow, ha-ha-hollow |
These drugs got me feeling like the greatest |
Like Kurt Cobain in his prime |
The internet says I’m dead by 27 |
'Cause all the sex, drugs and violence |
The sun don’t even shine no more |
And blind the city, because of me |
All 'round us they be, dark, dark clouds |
This be the life of the young, rich and famous |
The darks is too close to comfort |
And your light is too far to hold |
Is this a curse of all this wealth? |
I’m so low |
This ain’t how we used to be |
So, I smoke my smoke |
And I drink my drink |
And I party six to seven days a week |
I’m hollow, hollow, hollow, ha-ha-hollow |
Lot’s of money I got |
Lot’s of women I’m seeing |
But when I’m alone, I cry myself to sleep |
I’m hollow, hollow, hollow, ha-ha-hollow |
Money, drugs, lust, and sadness |
This a bad mixture in my mind |
But I did it all to get away from the madness |
Lord that can’t be a crime? |
(Right?) |
Funding all these bad habits |
Is this a curse of all this wealth |
I’m so low (I'm so low, I’m so low, I’m so low) |
Yeah |
So, I smoke my smoke |
And I drink my drink |
And I party six to seven days a week |
I’m hollow, hollow, hollow, ha-ha-hollow |
Lot’s of money I got |
Lot’s of women I’m seeing |
But when I’m alone, I cry myself to sleep |
I’m hollow, hollow, hollow, ha-ha-hollow |
This ain’t how we used to be |
This ain’t how we used to be |
Damn right |
We used to be rich kids, but we were rich at heart, yeah |
Lord knows it’s true |
This ain’t how we used to be |
We used to be rich kids (Yeah), but we were rich at heart, yeah |
So I smoke my smoke |
And I drink my drink |
And I party six to seven days a week |
I’m hollow, that’s my story, sweet Jesus help me |
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah |
Sweet Jesus help us |
I’m hollow, hollow, hollow, ha-ha-hollow |