Under the tissue You never knew it at all In all of its versions It rises and falls It counts for all saying You wish you be weighing But now it’s on your own You never gonna sit right if you don’t
Seconds roll off Before you can grow up And when it closes down It’s Hollow Minutes go by Before you close those eyes And everyone breaks down Twice
It’s turning you hollow You just gotta let it go Under it all fades away Under it all fades away
It’s a syndrome of never knowing what’s right It’s a final drum to the end of the page When the forms pack the square And the fog hits the air It’s never the same It’s turning you hollow You just gotta let it go
