Under the tissue

You never knew it at all

In all of it's 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.