Hollow Tree
Maybe I'm headstrong
Maybe it's my heart that's gone to waste
Searching for the last one
Searching for the maps they never made
Searching for the maps they never
After all the wind's gone
Maybe it's the loves
Never see the loose ends
Rolling all the ropes up in the dark
Rolling all the ropes up in the
And I'm feeling like, I'm feeling like a hollow tree
Than at the bark, I've come apart
There's nothing left of me
My precious kill
It's getting harder to imagine how you feel
You are this, your disposition's real
So I built a house high
You can see me dancing in the light
Underneath the floorboards
I'm keeping all the things we lost that night
I'm keeping all the things we lost that
And I'm feeling like, I'm feeling like a hollow tree
That me at the bark, I've come apart
There's nothing left of me
My precious kill
It's getting harder to imagine how you feel
You are this, your disposition's real
All my hollow trees
All my hollow
All my hollow trees
All my hollow
And I'm feeling like, I'm feeling like a hollow tree
That me at the bark, I've come apart
There's nothing left of me
My precious kill
It's getting harder to imagine how you feel
You are this, your disposition's real
Maybe it's my heart that's gone to waste
Searching for the last one
Searching for the maps they never made
Searching for the maps they never
After all the wind's gone
Maybe it's the loves
Never see the loose ends
Rolling all the ropes up in the dark
Rolling all the ropes up in the
And I'm feeling like, I'm feeling like a hollow tree
Than at the bark, I've come apart
There's nothing left of me
My precious kill
It's getting harder to imagine how you feel
You are this, your disposition's real
So I built a house high
You can see me dancing in the light
Underneath the floorboards
I'm keeping all the things we lost that night
I'm keeping all the things we lost that
And I'm feeling like, I'm feeling like a hollow tree
That me at the bark, I've come apart
There's nothing left of me
My precious kill
It's getting harder to imagine how you feel
You are this, your disposition's real
All my hollow trees
All my hollow
All my hollow trees
All my hollow
And I'm feeling like, I'm feeling like a hollow tree
That me at the bark, I've come apart
There's nothing left of me
My precious kill
It's getting harder to imagine how you feel
You are this, your disposition's real
Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Calnin, Will Cuming, Xavier Dunn, Dustin Tebbutt
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