Hollow Words - Dysphoria

The world stands, they’ve got nothing to say

They make things up, its their job to talk

Repeat the things we want to hear

Stop listening to what is said

Strong words lose everything they once had

If you stop listening to what is said

Decide what’s important to us Decide what’s important to yourself

In this world, getting smaller

We all should be getting closer

Making things better

Making things better

So you got nothing to say, nothing to give

Live in a coma for another twenty years

So until I’ll just kick back and remember

How damn good things were back then

In this world, getting smaller

We all should be getting closer