Hollow - Azekel

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