There is a man that's so hollow br Nothing fills him up br Though he keeps on going on br His thirst is always rife br So he drinks, drinks and drinks br Drowning br Deep into the sea of emptiness br His loves are many br But he is never happy br He takes the centre stage br And the strangers would cheer br at him br Yet behind his closed door br Tears roll down his face br He works over time, all the time br But his tasks are never done br And my God, I wish so much br That this man wasn’t MEbr br LLM Mbathabr br