Tgtf

Thinking of dirt is what keeps me awake
What is keeping you up, was it my mistake?
Formal pretending, escaping looks
Common courtesies, engagements took

How low
Your hollow
How low
Your hollow
Your hollow
How low

Can i help, can ease the pain?
Am I overdue, am i still the same
For you? I know i'm selfish yeah
I know, I hate myself as well

Don't deserve to breathe. Don't deserve to breathe in
Your smell, to have you seeing me
To even dream, to even swallow
The thoughts that dwell in the hollow

How low
Your hollow
How low
Your hollow
Your hollow
How low



Credits
Writer(s): Aleksandr Kondratev, Nikita Bobylev, Sergey Lyakhov
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