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