| Under an ordinary conversation steeped in deep sorrow
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| Waiting for confidence to rise and song
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| 'Why is it the only time the truth is said is when
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| The bottle empties from your head' I said
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| Tell me who decides
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| While honey walls conceal my complication
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| They deceive my aim it seems in finding where I
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| Want to be, means I’ll lose some game
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| Well I’ll talk to you but…
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| When you talk to me can you so it truthfully
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| Either other people have or everyone I know must
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| Be Hollow
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| With another who squeezes and brother using Jesus
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| To tell me where I’ve gone wrong, born is the need for
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| Something greater than the need that carries on and on
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| Gone are the ways of guilt and holding shadows that
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| Were built — they fall down as I talk to you but
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| When you talk to me can you so it truthfully
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| Either other people have or everyone I know must
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| Be Hollow
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| What do I own in this life where is my home
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| Tell me something new and I’ll talk to you but
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| When you talk to me can you so it truthfully
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| Either other people have or everyone I know must
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| Be Hollow
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| What do I own in this life, where is my home
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| Tell me something new and I’ll talk to you but
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| When you talk to me can you do it truthfully
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| Either other people have or everyone I know must be
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| Hollow — I’ll talk to you but when you talk to me
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| Can you do it truthfully, either other people have
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| Or everyone I know must be Hollow — Hollow |