No Hesitation
There's no comfort in these empty psalms,
But why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs,
Where my soul belongs.
I feel so empty, and I'm feeling so cold and hollow,
Nothing's left for me; nothing's left but to burn and swallow,
Don't want to leave my soul to die in this frightening place,
But there's no other way for me to see beyond this empty space.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Go on and take my water.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Take my last breath if you need it,
Because there's no end when the aftermath comes.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs.
There's no comfort inside this insane asylum,
Built my castle out of my own ashes,
But the emptiness is a place where my heart still belongs.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs,
Where my soul belongs.
You can trick me into believing who you really are,
Torture me until it makes you feel better about yourself,
Because no one else is watching,
No one is watching when they already know what you're capable of.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Go on and take my last drop of water.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Take all the breaths you need,
There's no end to this aftermath.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms ,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs.
There's no comfort inside this insane asylum,
Built my castle out of my own ashes,
But the emptiness is a place where my heart has been all along.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms ,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs,
Where my soul belongs.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
And now this ventilation is choking my soul out.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
This sweet sensation only burns my soul to to ground.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Just wanna feed it to the bottom of the ocean where nothing else breathes.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms ,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs.
There's no comfort inside this insane asylum,
Built my castle out of my own ashes,
But the emptiness is a place where my heart still belongs.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs,
Where my soul belongs.
(Ho!)
No hesitation.
(Ho!)
Just ventilation.
(Ho!)
No hesitation.
(Ho!)
Such a sweet sensation.
(Ho!)
No hesitation.
(Ho!)
Just ventilation.
(Ho!)
No hesitation.
(Ho!)
Such a sweet sensation.
No hesitation.
But why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs,
Where my soul belongs.
I feel so empty, and I'm feeling so cold and hollow,
Nothing's left for me; nothing's left but to burn and swallow,
Don't want to leave my soul to die in this frightening place,
But there's no other way for me to see beyond this empty space.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Go on and take my water.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Take my last breath if you need it,
Because there's no end when the aftermath comes.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs.
There's no comfort inside this insane asylum,
Built my castle out of my own ashes,
But the emptiness is a place where my heart still belongs.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs,
Where my soul belongs.
You can trick me into believing who you really are,
Torture me until it makes you feel better about yourself,
Because no one else is watching,
No one is watching when they already know what you're capable of.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Go on and take my last drop of water.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Take all the breaths you need,
There's no end to this aftermath.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms ,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs.
There's no comfort inside this insane asylum,
Built my castle out of my own ashes,
But the emptiness is a place where my heart has been all along.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms ,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs,
Where my soul belongs.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
And now this ventilation is choking my soul out.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
This sweet sensation only burns my soul to to ground.
(Ho!)
No hesitation,
Just wanna feed it to the bottom of the ocean where nothing else breathes.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms ,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs.
There's no comfort inside this insane asylum,
Built my castle out of my own ashes,
But the emptiness is a place where my heart still belongs.
There's no comfort in these empty psalms,
Why do I put so much effort in making myself feel wrong?
The emptiness is a place that I know where my soul belongs,
Where my soul belongs.
(Ho!)
No hesitation.
(Ho!)
Just ventilation.
(Ho!)
No hesitation.
(Ho!)
Such a sweet sensation.
(Ho!)
No hesitation.
(Ho!)
Just ventilation.
(Ho!)
No hesitation.
(Ho!)
Such a sweet sensation.
No hesitation.