Hollow کے بول

Diffuse the bomb - save me Links in your drams to the past and before But the edges are castrated so your not quite sure Signal like a system - memory like a misprint Calling all the bluffs - when you couldn't take the hint Disdain - tearing you apart Disdain - tearing you apart Sister of the hollow heart Diffuse the bomb - save me Locks on the door, hope on the floor Bowing down to the hard line you adore Simple like a shadow, motive like a mistake Distrust this path - Follow me... Many grapes of wrath hanging on the vine Life on the line, running out of time Poison like an arrow, passive like a pill Running like a bed sore just to stand still Memory like a misprint.