Song lyrics Love, salvation, the fear of death by 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