Hollow - Victoria Canal

Lyrics by：Harry Fausing Smith/Jo Dudderidge/Victoria Canal

Produced by：Kevin Farzad/Ryan Lerman/Victoria Canal

How did I end up here?

God did and insincere

Walking on tippy toes

Nobody knows

Well it's all in the eyes dear

Yeah it's all in the eyes dear

I could cry but I'm happy here

Hiding my tears

There's no morning glory

No bible or moral of the story

To follow beneath it all we are hollow

Why does it feel so fake?

My mirror's about to break mm

Under the moon we take it by the end the hurt

There's no morning glory

No bible or moral of the story

To follow beneath it all we are hollow

Ay-ay mm

Don't leave it to me I just follow my feet

Riding to fragile ground

Don't leave it to me because as you can see

I just lost what I found

There's no morning glory

No bible or moral of the story

To follow beneath it all we are hollow

Hey hey

Mm-mm

Mm