One step aside while holding my breath
You almost felt that
My certainty ran into a gap
The ripples are growing into waves
The oddities want me to play
They know there's nothing to await,
we know there's nothing to await
hollow hole
hollow hole
hollow hole
hollow hole
There's nothing I should moan for
They say I was deaf but I'm not sure I was
Even I could hear the echo,
it collided 'cause I collapsed the sound
I left myself in the shell of itself
Why the hell they thought that I was hiding them?
I know they are looking for the tight hole,
kneeling on the lawn of the shaking old man
They don't belong there
We need the man to hold 'em from
what they are
He was sick of it all then
Nowadays he can turn 'em off
wasting their time
They don't need the old man
to stand in their way to me
and to rise in arms
So this could be the last
of the eleven shivers
My skin is getting natural,
my beard and hair are turning brown
No longer I am a fossil,
my lungs are freed from blood
I blinked my eye, it was easier than before
Now I can breathe out and gather'em back to the hole
make'em wait more
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