These days are hollow inside
I have seen a lot of pretty things in my life
I'll write with words i hope to forget
Empty words, hollow eyes, and the coldest
Of hands. consider this everything i am
The cheapest i could find, i still don't
Remember why i ever wanted this
Stutter step my way to nothing, all i know is
There are no days worth getting to
All i know is ive spent too much time
Trying to forget what's made me real
Find what i see and what it means, with me