The sun doesn’t shine
And the fires go cold
Hollow inside
You cut up your soul
Shattered mirrors
Dreams or what you want to see
Don’t know what you are
A walking hollow tree

A syringe for a brother
A crazy for a mum
Rage for a father
Leaves you just numb
Skies always dark
Crowds always part
You’re the one who always tried
To tape back up your heart

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