New York from Hollow by Where? The Lights Are!

Hey dear darlin how you doing being treated right?
Heard you flew out to New York to see some city lights
Well I got news I’m getting famous so I’ll see you tonight
I hope the city ain’t too big for someone funded by might

But hello snowflake no one cares if you are doing okay
Had no more phone calls from your family since you moved away
And all the people that you pushed down they all had a great day
While you were sitting on the sofa selling yourself for pay

And I cant believe that it took so long to hit you
You’re not a saint you’re just an actor with a wasted youth
I tried to tell you every day that that’s what
Life is
You’ll never be a mother let alone a parent
Like this

But you’re right in the middle of love
You’re right in the middle of all the things you wanna be
You’re right in middle but you
Choose to sell yourself
You’re right in the middle of love
With So much opportunity
That you wasted on fraternity
You’re right in the middle but no there's no one
To watch you bleed

It’s funny how all of the white noise turned to silence
And all the loving in the world still made you violent
I still have memories that make me wanna punch shit
No I’m not perfect wish I’d tried to call your name once

But would you hear it all the way across the ocean?
Like our cities are connected by emotion
Yeah we all heard your last words broadcast to the nation
'Someone save me'
But the outside world was vacant

And I’m so sorry that you felt you had to do it
Every night I hold my breath to try to soothe it
At least that way I can feel the things that you did
You make me suffer for the things that make me human

But you’re right in the middle of love
You’re right in the middle of all the things you wanna be
You’re right in middle but you
Choose to sell yourself
You’re right in the middle of love
With So much opportunity
That you wasted on fraternity
You’re right in the middle but no there's no one
To watch you bleed

Of all the things that you’ve done
This is by far the stupidest one
But I can see where you were coming from
No I can see it, I see it
But why couldn’t you call me
I know things were never easy
But in a moment you’d complete me
If you’d pick up the phone

Hey dear darlin, how you doing being treated right?
I heard you flew out to New York, to see some city lights

But you’re right in the middle of love
You’re right in the middle of all the things you wanna be
You’re right in middle but you
You choose to hate yourself
But you’re right in the middle of love
You’re right in the middle of all the things you wanna be
You’re right in middle but you
No you choose to hate yourself
You’re right in the middle of love
With So much opportunity
That you wasted on fraternity
You’re right in the middle but no there's no one
To watch you bleed

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