Written lyrics
Feb. 7th, 2004 12:58 amHollow
It's so hollow...
The way you change yourself
To be the way the rest want you to be
It's so hollow...
The way you hurt yourself
The way you batter that beautiful psyche
If I could change one thing
In this world
If I could change just one thing
It'd be the way we have to feel
So hollow
So empty
Without the power to believe
That deep within is beauty
Yet the outside may not seem
So hollow
So empty
Without the power to believe
That deep within is beauty
Yet the outside may not seem
I wish that I could show you all, just how it really is
Opinion that rules your own, yet did not come from within
A world in constant change, its values never stick
You bend yourself to all their will
It makes me sick
You cannot see the glass encasing you...
But sooner or later it shatters through
Now what do you have left
Just a person, who doesn't know, who they really are
It's not about the way you dress, or how you look to them
It's all about the way you feel, the mind you use to live
So hollow
So empty
Without the power to believe
That deep within is beauty
Yet the outside may not seem
The outside may not seem...
It's so hollow...
The way you change yourself
To be the way the rest want you to be
It's so hollow...
The way you hurt yourself
The way you batter that beautiful psyche
If I could change one thing
In this world
If I could change just one thing
It'd be the way we have to feel
So hollow
So empty
Without the power to believe
That deep within is beauty
Yet the outside may not seem
So hollow
So empty
Without the power to believe
That deep within is beauty
Yet the outside may not seem
I wish that I could show you all, just how it really is
Opinion that rules your own, yet did not come from within
A world in constant change, its values never stick
You bend yourself to all their will
It makes me sick
You cannot see the glass encasing you...
But sooner or later it shatters through
Now what do you have left
Just a person, who doesn't know, who they really are
It's not about the way you dress, or how you look to them
It's all about the way you feel, the mind you use to live
So hollow
So empty
Without the power to believe
That deep within is beauty
Yet the outside may not seem
The outside may not seem...