I'm drained and empty, confused. I will not say that I'm completely drained, because I thought this way earlier, but time has showed me that it could be worse. I want to hope that outcome will be soon, but in reality I don't know. And hope has mixed with despair. I no longer know what I want. All I know is that there is one last thing which should be done. What will be afterwards?.. They are coming.

Never reaching what I want to reach

Never being who I want to be

Blaming me when I fall and fail

All my dreams splintering

Under my fingernails

Under my fingernails

I'm empty, lonely, and accused

Accused without a word

My fingernails are chipping down

From clawing in the dirt

I'm so lost, lost and confused

I threw it all away

How can I be beautiful

When I am so afraid

I watched it all slip through my hands

My brokenness revealed

I'm so proud, I'm so proud

I'm crying to be filled

I'm killing, destroying the plague

That's killing me away

I've got to live, I've got to love

Like I am unafraid

All my dreams out of reach

Under my fingernails

I'm wasting, wasting every moment

I want to be tasting

Tasting every moment with you

I'm suffering, I'm bleeding, on my knees

Who's going to save me?

Suffering, bleeding

Save me from this pit of frailty

All my dreams out of reach

Under my fingernails

Never reaching me 

FIngernails

by Skillet