All Systems. Down.

I fall again.
Harder than before.
I come to your door.
Begging for more.

But I know you couldn't possibly want me.
Why, look at me. What would you see?

I tell you I'm sorry, then beg for your grace, oh your glory.
Then the next thing I know, I lie.
I can't even say I try anymore. I feel alone.
I feel the effects of my failures, my losses.

It took my hand, said "Don't be afraid."
So I thought deep and hard. Yes I can't even believe.
I prayed.

Now, as I stand...wait. Fall. Harder than before.
I'm here, I'm here.
Begging for more.

I'm begging for your mercy. But I know I don't deserve it.
I'm on my knees, wanting something I can't have.
Because what you give is a gift.
And I'm too selfish, to deserve something from you. Oh, even that wonderful gift.

So please now, why won't you shun me.
Because I know, that lie, he can outrun me.
I know what the dawn of next day brings.

Me, myself and I.
Asking for your forgiveness.
Begging for you, please.

But as I sit here, I pray.
That my skies would be grey, my regrets. Out weigh my day.
That I would know myself. Know my failures, know my doubts.
That I would see, that you would see.
What I truly deserve.

So now I sit.
Waiting for the next hit.
Falling harder than before.

Wanting you.
Begging for more.