I licked my wounds, I watched the blood dry Yet I can't fill your empty space Hollowed me out, left me a shell Corpses of doctrines rotting in your place I've torn the pages, I've lost the plot Nowhere to go from here, no sense of direction No sense of direction Hedonistic, meaningless indulgence Year after year of refrain left me ill equipped If there's no rest in hell then this is it Then this is it Wasn't your job to save me Tangling your hands in everything So many years strangling the light inside of me My vision's bleak, my vision's bleak With no one here to save me Thousands of words robbed and murdered Leaving me purposeless, wandering, and afraid When will I find direction? You've left me empty and afraid Hollowed out, left a shell I can't fill your empty space When will I find direction? When will I find direction? Wasn't your job to save me Tangling your hands in everything So many years strangling the light inside of me My vision's bleak, my vision's bleak With no one here to save me