Weed (Canada) - Hollowed Out lyrics

Part of your day Unrest is permanent I'll look away Undress is intimate Things are this way Hollowed out honestly Something to say Tired high It's our time Circled eyes Face is mine Torn up no more No more I'll run afraid Comfortable cold Someday I'm getting paid Say it ain't so Nobody by the name Someday you'll go Tired high It's our time Circled eyes Face is mine