Lyrics Hollow - Cult of Luna

My days are counted
Get off my back
You're forced into this void of my dreams

My days are counted
Get off my back
You're forced into this void of my dreams

Dead souls no hope all hollow
Slice up old wounds so shallow
Dead souls no hope all hollow
Slice up old wounds so shallow

There is a path to gain pleasure
Try it I'll give you my sorry word
Stand on your feet, look straight ahead
'Cause no one is twisting your arm
Searching for the right way back
Hold tight, believe in our embrace
Don't let them steal your thoughts
Imagine a lifetime of grace

My days are counted
Get off my back
You're forced into this void of my dreams

My days are counted
Get off my back
You're forced into this void of my dreams

Dead souls no hope all hollow
Slice up old wounds so shallow
Dead souls no hope all hollow
Slice up old wounds so shallow

There is a path to gain pleasure
Try it I'll give you my sorry word
Stand on your feet, look straight ahead
'Cause no one is twisting your arm
Searching for the right way back
Hold tight, believe in our embrace
Don't let them steal your thoughts
Imagine this lifetime in grace

Hold tight, believe
Imagine a lifetime

Hold tight, believe
Imagine this life

My days are counted
Get off my back
You're forced into this void of my dreams

Dead souls no hope all hollow
Slice up old wounds so shallow
Dead souls no hope all hollow
Slice up old wounds so shallow