...but home is nowhere

[Verse 1] Twenty-six years and seems like I've just begun To understand my, my intimate is no one When the director sold the show, who bought its last rites? They cut the cast, the music, and the lights [Hook] This is my line, this is eternal How did I ever end up here? Discarnate, preternatural My prayers to disappear Absent of grace, marked as infernal Ungranted in dead time left me disowned To this nature, so unnatural I remain alone [Verse 2] Twenty-six years end, still speaking in these tongues Such revelations while understood by no one When the new actor stole the show, who questioned his grace? Please clear the house of ill-acquired taste [Hook] [Bridge] Give me something, give me something Give me something, give me something Give me something, give me something real [Bridge 2] I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this puzzle Everyday another small piece can't be found I lay strewn across the floor, pieced up in sorrow The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit Pieced together incomplete and empty [Hook x2]