Hollow
Ben Blondel
So many fearsome strangers
So many darkened rooms
You can run for the covers
Hide the light in you
But you're fighting when the fire grows cold
Light up when the love gets old
When your eyes grow tired
And your heart pulls through
So many lifeless lovers
So many idle fools
They're taking and taking
Trying to break you
But you're fighting when the fire grows cold
Light up when the love gets old
When your eyes grow tired
And your heart pulls through
Why do wе love?
Why do we sink our sorrows?
Throw our hearts in thе undertow?
Why do we give when we have nothing at all?