What am I fighting for
I'm feeling incomplete, insecure, insignificant
Making sense of this world that I am living in
Looking for answers in all the wrong places
Making friends with the devil's many faces
I had purpose, passion, everything I wanted
But the fire died, and all I had has been forgotten
And I realized it was never enough
To fill this hole in my chest that used to be filled with love
Give me something to believe in, because I'm barely hanging on
My demons are haunting me, deceiving and taunting me
My peace of mind is so far gone
This battle I've been fighting all my life
Becomes steeper and harder to climb
And I'm so sick of pretending to not feel so empty
To not feel so empty
I'm feeling indecisive, inconclusive, ignorant
Self destructive just like I have always been
Ill tempered intentions that I cannot control
Compulsions I can't keep quiet anymore
What once was love is now a sinister desire
This empty space is filled with ashes from your fire
I want to feel like I'm a part of something more
Than just myself
Give me something to believe in, because I'm barely hanging on
My demons are haunting me, deceiving and taunting me
My peace of mind is so far gone
This battle I've been fighting all my life
Becomes steeper and harder to climb
And I'm so sick of pretending to not feel so empty
What is my purpose
What am I fighting for
What am I fighting for
I sulk and sing sweet nothings
Of the shifts in life's paradigm
On the never ending uphill battle
Towards epiphany and purpose
What is my purpose
Tell me what is my purpose
Oh, god, why is my purpose
What is my purpose