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 tin-hard and we rattle when we're shaken |