All I have is what I gave me, you don't owe me shit Yet all the while, you lead me through the fire to somewhere I belong Author of salvation, where can I go from here? Is there any use for me? Will you ever need me? I can't make any sense of this I guess nothing is all I have! 'Cause every breath I'm taking, every move I make Leaves me anxious and waiting, I hope my walls don't break! A soldier of premonition, hell is where I'll go from here Is there any use for me? Will you ever need me? I can't make any sense of this I guess nothing is all I have! 'Cause even this breath that I am taking, you have given to me There is nothing I can call my own