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Twenty-six years and seems like I've just begun
 To understand my, my intimate is no one
 When the director sold the show, who bought its last rites?
 They cut the cast, the music, and the lights
 
 This is my line, this is eternal
 How did I ever end up here?
 Discarnate, preternatural
 My prayers to disappear
 Absent of grace, marked as infernal
 Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
 To this nature, so unnatural
 I remain alone
 
 Twenty-six years end, still speaking in these tongues
 Such revelations while understood by no one
 When the new actor stole the show, who questioned his grace?
 Please clear the house of ill-aquired taste
 
 This is my line, this is eternal
 How did I ever end up here?
 Discarnate, preternatural
 My prayers to disappear
 Absent of grace, marked as infernal
 Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
 To this nature, so unnatural
 I remain alone
 
 Give me something, give me something
 Give me something, give me something
 Give me something, give me something real
 
 I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this puzzle
 Everyday another small piece can't be found
 I lay strewn across the floor, pieced up in sorrow
 The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit
 Pieced together incomplete and empty
 
 This is my line, this is eternal
 How did I ever end up here?
 Discarnate, preternatural
 My prayers to disappear
 Absent of grace, marked as infernal
 Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
 To this nature, so unnatural
 I remain alone
 
 This is my line, this is eternal
 How did I end up here?
 Discarnate, preternatural
 My prayers to disappear
 Absent of grace, marked as infernal
 Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
 To this nature, so unnatural
 I remain alone
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