Текст песни Love, Salvation, the Fear of Death - Sixpence None the Richer

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 pedastal 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
Because i don't have much to love