Sixpence None The Richer - Love, Salvation, The Fear Of Death lyrics

rate me

Well I'm staring straight into the face of hell

You're so close and you can't even tell

I'm so wrapped up inside

Because I don't have much to love

Horrified I reel from pits unseen

Falling off my pedestal of plentiful deeds

As it crumbles down on top of me

I contemplate my lack of love

Come and save my soul

Before it's not too late

I'm not afraid to admit

How much I hate myself

All these gongs and cymbals ring inside my head

Surrendered body to the flames has singed the skin

Can't speak in tongues and even if I could it's nothing

Because I cannot love

Well I'm staring straight into the face of hell

I'm so close and I can't even tell

I'm so afraid I'll amount to nothing

'cause I don't have much to love

Much to love

Much to love

Much to love