| I think I have become one of the hollow men
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| As I shine on the outside more these days
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| I can feel the outside feeding on my inside
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| 'Leaves a growing darkness in it’s place
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| I think I have become one of the hollow men
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| I think I have become one of the lonely
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| Now that everybody talks to me
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| I feel I have become one of the empty
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| Hollow men can stop you with the twinkling of an eye
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| Hollow men can take you without even reaching out
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| Hollow men have got you long before you realise
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| The poison paralyses
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| I think I have become one of a pair of men
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| It’s a feeling I’ve been having for some time
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| I look down upon myself and watch my movements
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| A blind eye sees the fragile vandalised
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| Watch this cold world dishing up these endless hollow men
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| Find us anywhere you look
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| Come and meet our friends
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| Stand us in our silly clothes
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| Put our batteries in
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| Line us up like fairground ducks
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| Watch us grin and grin
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| See the lies behind our eyes …
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| See the will to win
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| We’ll buy you and we’ll sell you
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| But perhaps we’ll save your skin …
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| Sit quietly and listen to the breeze …
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| The hollow and the lonely listen too
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| Sniff the air for something we can use
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| We’re thin hard and we rattle when we’re shaken |