Hollow (Studio)

Mother feels the bruising Father feels him losing touch Sons and daughters suffer When their gods have given up And now their days are filled With escape plans for tomorrow Cursing those who brought them to This land of fear and sorrow I'm feeling, oh I'm feeling, oh I'm feeling, so hollow, hollow Institutions kill And grey replaces black and white Suffocated will to free Ourselves from endless blight And now todays are gone In a momentary lapse Tomorrows fade away While our families collapse I'm feeling, oh I'm feeling, oh I'm feeling, so hollow, hollow No forgive me's - No forgets Just a wish to bring to an end - these feelings of regret No broken hearts - no loves lost forever Better peacefully separated – then torn apart together Mother feels the freedom Of a place to call her own Father is a better man Upon a separate throne And yesterday's nostalgias Are abandoned memories And the children can move on From a broken family I'm feeling, oh I'm feeling, oh I'm feeling, so hollow, hollow Hollow Hollow