Lyrics

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 can taste it So I found out you were neutral 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 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 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 Double yellow lines like Slipping in the back night I'm losing all my lifelines Never thought you could erase them This world is full of hypocrites and b- claiming innocence You see, I just came to witness it And leave here with no fingerprints This world is full of hypocrites and b- claiming innocence We wanted you to be the prince, but it's incestuous 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 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 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 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 Clean me in your river You can wash me with your water Purify me 'til 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?
Writer(s): Nathaniel Motte, Sean Foreman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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