Hollow from Ash by Pyrophoria

was on the ground shouting at the sky
I was singing to the passerby
I sat, and they watched me cry
The body gone awry
Self destruct on standby
The hollow caught my eye
I was medicating the lie
The martyr heaves a sigh
I know what it’s like to die
I’m the same in all my other lives

Don’t want to hurt you with words when I can break your bones
The world is filled with sticks and stones

Burned down but I still fight
Traded my soul out of spite
Traded my wound for a knife
I said I love you goodnight
You can’t love me because I’m not right

Don’t want to hurt you with words when I can break your bones
The world is filled with sticks and stones

The fire leeches me from below
I could never let it go
Underneath it I have known
I was always happier alone

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