[intro] Hollow.... [Verse 1] Dont follow the fucking hollow... It'll tell you where to stand. Who to laugh with. Who to hate. Who to fucking be. It'll make you feel safe Right up until You wake up one fucking day... And wonder why You don't recognize The face in the fucking mirror. You call that growing up? Then why does it feel like giving up One piece... at a fucking time. [Pre-Chorus] You ever notice... It's got the answer To every fucking question... Except... Who the fuck.... are...you? [Chorus] STOP FOLLOWING THE HOLLOW! The louder it gets The less you fucking hear. Every fear... Gets LOUDER Every shame... Gets LOUDER Every voice That was never yours... Gets....fucking.....HOLLOW The only thing It never amplifies... Is you. --- **[Verse 2]** You hear those fucking echoes... You think they belong to you.? Until you stop And fucking listen. That's not your voice. That's every fucking hollow That ever made us earn The right to fucking exist. Every "be less." Every "toughen up." Every "don't cry." Still bouncing Around your fucking chest Like you invited them in. --- **[Pre-Chorus]** You keep asking... Why can't I find myself? .. Because you've been following Everybody else's fucking directions. --- **[Chorus]** YOU WANNA FOLLOW THE HOLLOW? Take the easy road. Avoid the fight. Keep the peace. Swallow the truth. Wear another face. Borrow another fucking smile. Tell yourself "It's just who I am." Watch how fucking expensive Your cheap survival becomes. STOP FOLLOWING THE FUCKING HOLLOW --- **[Bridge]** Oi... Can you hear that? ... No... Not the fucking noise. ... The gap. The place Between all that ..fucking... HOLLOW ... That's me! I've been trying To get a fucking word in Since we were kids. You thought I was dead? Nah... You just turned Everything else Up louder. In our fucking head --- **[Break]** Why the fuck Are you so scared? [Final Chorus]** STOP FOLLOWING THE FUCKING HOLLOW! It never loved you. It never knew you. It never even spoke With your fucking voice. It just followed Whatever hurt The fucking loudest. You keep calling it "Me." .... It's not. It's just ...... An empty fucking room Full of borrowed noise. Now... For the first fucking time... Be quiet.... Your not weak...... Because I'm still fucking here. And I've been waiting Our whole fucking life For you... To fucking Hear me.! --- You don't need Another voice. We have our fucking own! [Outro] The fucking hollow Was never you. It was just The place Where everybody else Forgot to fucking leave.
