These days are hollow inside

I have seen a lot of pretty things in my life

I'll write with words i hope to forget

Empty words, hollow eyes, and the coldest

Of hands. consider this everything i am

The cheapest i could find, i still don't

Remember why i ever wanted this

Stutter step my way to nothing, all i know is

There are no days worth getting to

All i know is ive spent too much time

Trying to forget what's made me real

Find what i see and what it means, with me