Tripsitter - Hollow

I shake the hand of the devil inside of me. This is more than a conversation, more than a simple dream. Wake me up, tear me down to the earth, all you need is love, they said. But the rebel inside my head, always used to scream, but the rebel inside my head, remembered the ground of that sea. I'm so scared of what will follow, after the end of that dream. Now I know that I never felt so hollow, I never felt so weak. As I did when I should felt something, still wish I could. At night, I choose the devil, at night, I choose the heat. at night, I refuse to rebel, at night, I choose to sleep. I never felt so hollow, I never felt so sick, as I did when I stared to heaven, at the moment when I raised, my eyes straight to the sun, It was there but now it's gone, a thing called rose, called thorn, now I'm again no one. At night I choose the devil, I choose the heat. At night, I refuse to rebel, I sleep

Written by:
Hubert Halder, Meinhard Taxer, Christopher Jais, Alexander Farnik

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