Used Up, Spit Out
My grave is empty now
Clawing at the lid, I'm free somehow
Resurrected; coffin closed
Dead and lifeless; decomposed
I am the one who will see, for I am the end
I am the one that is over and over again
Cutting, amputation, cast aside
Killing, mutilating, open wide
And I'm ready now
As we live somehow
Nothing less devout
Used up, spit out
God of the faded
I am just wasting away
I'm never running, I am the one who will stay endless repetition, only friend
zero ammunition, bitter end
And I'm ready now
As we live somehow
Nothing less devout
Used up, spit out
Spit out
Outstretched hand; reaching up
Touching nothing; thoughts corrupt
Outstretched hand, reaching up
Touching nothing, thoughts corrupt
I am nowhere, writhe in doubt
Hell used me up and spit me out
Never wanted to be, I'm used up, I'm used up
I'm spit out
Never mattered to me, I'm used up, I'm used up
I'm spit out
What it's like to be free, I'm used up, I'm used up
I'm spit out
Now it's so plain to see, that I'm used up, I'm used up
I'm spit out