Six Pence None The Richer - Love, Salvation, The Fear Of d**h lyrics

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 feel from pits unseen Falling off my pedestal 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