The New Hitmakers: How Social Media Is Rewriting The Rules Of Music Discovery
Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
Souls At Zero Strip
Torn apart by the face of what¹s real Thrown down at the feet of despair Slides in under my skin I like the claws that cut into me I¹ve seen the sun go down I¹ve seen the world go round While I go mad beneath it Consumed by emptiness Feels hard to swallow I¹m choking on the hatred My soul is hollow I¹ve watched you spit out lies through broken teeth So who am I to say you cannot be Waiting for a weakness in the scheme Easy time to lay your hands on me I¹ve seen the sun go down I¹ve seen the world go round While I go mad beneath it Consumed by hatred Feels hard to swallow I¹m choking on the emptiness My soul is hollow Step outside your shell into mind Step outside your world into mine Waking up in the bottom of a cold damp sleep Looking down from the top I¹m slipping off in the deep Consumed by emptiness feels hard to swallow I¹m choking on the hatred my soul is hollow
