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The Hollow Man (Letra)

Grand Puba

Grand Puba

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It’s so nice to get away, get away for a day
I see a hollow man, gun in hand, gun in hand, it points my way
You know, he follows me everywhere and everyday, i gotta get away
I won’t miss him if he goes away and stays away, yeah, yeah

He’s just a hunter for the devil
Hollow man
Hollow man
Hollow man
He’s just a hunter for the devil
Hollow man
Hollow man
Hollow man

You see, it’s so nice to get away, get away for a day
I see a hollow man, gun in hand, gun in hand, it points my way, oh
You know, he follows me everywhere and everyday, i gotta get away
I won’t miss him if he goes away and stays away, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

He’s just a hunter for the devil
Hollow man
Hollow man
Hollow man
He’s just a hunter for the devil
Hollow man
Hollow man
Hollow man

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The Hollow Man (Letra)

Cult, The

Cult, The

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth & john helmer)

I think i have become one of the hollow men
As i shine on the outside more these days
I can feel the outside feeding on my inside
‘leaves a growing darkness in it’s place

I think i have become one of the hollow men
I think i have become one of the lonely
Now that everybody talks to me
I feel i have become one of the empty

Hollow men can stop you with the twinkling of an eye
Hollow men can take you without even reaching out
Hollow men have got you long before you realise
The poison paralyses

I think i have become one of a pair of men
It’s a feeling i’ve been having for some time
I look down upon myself and watch my movements
A blind eye sees the fragile vandalised

Watch this cold world dishing up these endless hollow men
Find us anywhere you look
Come and meet our friends
Stand us in our silly clothes
Put our batteries in
Line us up like fairground ducks
Watch us grin and grin
See the lies behind our eyes …
See the will to win
We’ll buy you and we’ll sell you
But perhaps we’ll save your skin …

Sit quietly and listen to the breeze …
The hollow and the lonely listen too
Sniff the air for something we can use

We’re thin hard and we rattle when we’re shaken