Nathaniel Motte - Hologram lyrics

[Verse 1: Sean Foreman] Underneath the cold moon In the parking lot I told you Didn't even know you'd take back the hours we wasted We're frozen in the headlights We're slipping on the black ice Shouldn't have to act nice Blood in the air, I could taste it [Verse 2: Nathaniel Motte] I found out you were mutual the night you said that you went home You played me like a musical Said ignorance is beautiful I found out you were mutual the night you said that you went home You tricked me with the dude I know the wrong [Pre-Chorus: Sean Foreman] You said you wouldn't But you did it Why you lying? I ain't kidding Hands numb, can't feel This love's not real Now I'm finding Your handwriting 'Cross the ceiling Close my eyes and say, "How'd I get here?" This love's not real [Chorus: Sean Foreman] I lost touch with who I am I am just a hollow man In love with a hologram This castle is made of sand I am just a hollow man In love with a hologram [Verse 3: Sean Foreman] Double yellow lines like Slipping in the back night I'm losing all my lifelines Never thought you could erase them [Verse 4: Nathaniel Motte] This world is full of hypocrites and b**hes claiming innocence YeahI just came to witness it And leave here with no fingerprints This world is full of hypocrites and b**hes claiming innocence We wanted you to be the prince, but it's incestuous [Pre-Chorus: Sean Foreman] You said you wouldn't But you did it Why you lying? I ain't kidding Hands numb, can't feel This love's not real Now I'm finding Your handwriting 'Cross the ceiling Close my eyes and say, "How'd I get here?" This love's not real [Chorus: Sean Foreman] I lost touch with who I am I am just a hollow man In love with a hologram This castle is made of sand I am just a hollow man In love with a hologram [Bridge: Nathaniel Motte] Cold sweat, shaking with the fever dream Go back to the same crime scene Now my ears baby won't stop ringing My ears, yeah, they won't stop ringing Cold sweat, shaking with the fever dream Go back to the same crime scene Now my ears, yeah, they won't stop ringing [Chorus: Sean Foreman] I lost touch with who I am I am just a hollow man In love with a hologram This castle is made of sand I am just a hollow man In love with a hologram [Outro: Nathaniel Motte] Clean me in your river You can wash me with your water Purify me till I shiver Cause I've been seeing ghosts Is this me finally losing it? Or an optical illusion? Every beat I make is unfinished And every song I write is ill conceived When all the cities fade and we diminish Will anyone remember you and me?