BORN FROM NOTHING

Around and round in a cycle

Cause it feels worse being idle

If I could be still for a second

And keep the past where I left it

Every time I try, I can’t lie

I'm always in the way

I’ve tried to pray

But no one’s listening

A wall of saints

That never say my name

If there's something left to save

I'm begging to change

Let me be born from nothing

Got a hold of my sins, let ‘em in, let ‘em end

Will there be a ghost, when I let go, of what I used to know?

Will there be a ghost, if I can let go, if I can let it go?

Every time I try, I can’t lie

I'm always in the way

I’ve tried to pray

But no one’s listening

A wall of saints

That never say my name

If there's something left to save

I'm begging to change

Let me be born from nothing

I never knew the cost of trying to be god

This is the true cost to try to be god

I'm always in the way

I’ve tried to pray

But no one’s listening

A wall of saints

That never say my name

If there's something left to save

I'm begging to change

Let me be born from nothing