Lyrics

The Hollow

Confetti lights flicker down in gold and calm
A passing high, passing it into your palm
Behind the stalls are three or four
Glasses crashing to the floor
You coat a shade of red, you stare into looking glass
Blackness thickens in your head, but this shall pass
You know this will pass

You return to confetti lights
Now raining down in silver hue
Keeping time all skin and bones
In feathered trends and denim blue
This one says you?re beautiful
It hits you with a ghostly air
Deadly still you plead the truth
Grasping to his hollow stare
There is nothing there, only hollow there
Chorus:
Behind the ropes a crowd awaits
The chosen passing through these gates
Behind the leather, leopard fluff
I call the hidden phantom?s bluff
So high, so low, so high, so low

One hit, two hit, red hit, blue hit
So high, so low

Showered in confetti bright
Now I have discovered you!
A trancic path bathed in light
The darkest black comes splashing through
I curse your empty promise land
I curse your beat that I obey
I curse them all that lead me here
Yet I return and here I stay
I return and I will stay
I return and here I will stay