A. F. I.

A. F. I. - ...But Home Is Nowhere

Twenty-six years and seems like I've just begun

To understand my, my intimate is no one

When the director sold the show, who bought its last rites?

They cut the cast, the music, and the lights

This is my line, this is eternal

How did I ever end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone

Twenty-six years end, still speaking in these tongues

Such revelations while understood by no one

When the new actor stole the show, who questioned his grace?

Please clear the house of ill-aquired taste

This is my line, this is eternal

How did I ever end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone

Give me something, give me something

Give me something, give me something

Give me something, give me something real

I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this puzzle

Everyday another small piece can't be found

I lay strewn across the floor, pieced up in sorrow

The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit

Pieced together incomplete and empty

This is my line, this is eternal

How did I ever end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone

This is my line, this is eternal

How did I end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone

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