[Verse 1]-
Knock, knock on my chest, but there's no one home
Once open-minded, now my head is a dome
I used to walk the line, but now I roam
Rites of pa**age look a lot like catacombs
In a sleeted window, my reflection shows a cold heart below
The fire below is nothing but an afterglow
Who is this boy I know, trying to wear adult clothes?
He smiles for the camera, but his stillness is just a pose
Hook-
You think you know who you're are?
Who the hell do you think you are?
[Verse 2]-
In my Sunday best, but I feel like I'm dressed for a funeral
The reverend says he blessed to hear my sins confessed at his cathedral
He asks, “Son, what brings you here?”
I answered as I drew near:
“I came with the hope that my faith would reappear.”
He spoke volumes, but I turned him down
Because his feedback was not sound
I fled the city; Drawbridge I'm bound
To find the Holy Spirit in a ghost town
Treading water until I'm far enough down
To baptize myself and let my stream of consciousness drown
[Bridge]-
My hands are worn thin, trying to twist the doorknob of heaven
I've sold religion in attempts to buy my way to heaven
I've lived in sin because I'm not good enough for heaven
My hands are worn thin, trying to twist the doorknob of heaven
I've sold religion in attempts to buy my way to heaven
I'm empty within, I'm empty within
What is a man to God, but bones and skin?
[Verse 3]-
I've never felt more alone than in the presence of the Lord
The Lamb of God trembled and moaned when the mighty lion roared
Faith is a shield that cuts like a double-edged sword
Jesus paid the price, but salvation I can't afford
If God's the driving force, then why do I hold the lever?
I don't make the cut, but it's by my edge the ties are severed
Finding what I was made to do is my only endeavor
I'll give them hell, even if it means I burn forever