Hollow Star

These lyrics express my discomfort (mainly anger) toward words like "winners in life" or "successful people," so they might be quite unpleasant. When that happens, cleanse yourself by listening to "Beneath the Falling Stars." It beautifully captures the purer side of "Star." https://youtu.be/4V2nDPQwy0I?si=ADOUUmZ3tFMeTJOt Lyrics by POPPO. Music by SUNO. ---Lyrics--- Life is all about winning or losing, A world so simple, yet so cruel. Tell me, what do you really see? What have you truly won? Drowning in a race for vanity, Dressed-up fools, sinking deep. The weight of luxury drags them down, To the ocean floor where they can’t breathe. Is this the view you longed to see? Did you really want this sight? Feasting in the dark alone, No one's there to see your pride. That’s why, I guess, They keep searching, they keep chasing. Deep inside, they always know, Loneliness means nothing at all. Which side is wrong? Do you even know? That emptiness you try to hide, I know you feel it deep inside. No matter how loud you scream, You’ll fade like a falling star. A moment of light, then you’re gone, Drifting somewhere far away. Even the stars that roam the sky, Have no clue where they belong. Running endlessly through the void, Chasing something undefined. Call it bitterness if you want, But tell me, what have we lost? You who crave nothing but victory, What is it that you fear the most? Where is your "happiness" now? Winning is just a fleeting spark. It never lasts, it slips away, Gone before you know it fades. Lost within a moment’s bliss, Forgetting who you really are. Why do you run like there’s no time? Take a breath and ease your mind. Which side is wrong? What’s controlling you? A life built on illusions, What is it you’re chasing now? No matter how much you cry, You’ll vanish like a falling star. A moment of light, then you’re gone, Drifting somewhere far away. The stars that streak across the sky, Disappear in just a flash. No one cares for empty shells, No one will remember your name. No matter how much you dress it up, You're still hollow deep inside. Every word you try to preach, Sounds like fortune-teller lies. "A good life is what truly matters," Even Socrates once said. We've always known the truth, It's never been about the win. No matter how loud you scream, A falling star can’t stop its fate. A moment of light, then you’re gone, Drifting somewhere far away. Even the brightest shooting star, Will one day fade into the dark. Left forgotten in the end, Is that really what you wanted?