Hollow

Verse
Wanna make music
For a living
Pastor says
I'm driven
Past is what
I'm giving
Pass the
Cataclysm
Grasp the
Cynicism
Past is not
Forgiven
So poke holes
In your ceiling
To let the
Rain fill in
Drownings how
I'm feeling
Never learned
Swimming
Was only taught
Sinning
Now death she
Be grinning
Smiling at
My downs
Too high to hit
The ground
Won't believe
What i found
In the somberest
Sound
This beat weighs
A pound
And these words
A ton
Like I'm toying
With a gun
Playing like
The russians
Trying push
A button
With my consequential
Action
Still I feel
I'm lacking

Chorus
Can't find
Me no
Won't find
Me oh
Where will
We go
I just dont
Know
I'm so
So low
I feel
Hollow
Help me
Let go