Again?

A hollow man, taking shelter in a hollow shell, Is this natural or predetermined
A hollow life, taking comfort from a hollow sermon, Is this below expectations
A hollow body, broken beneath a hollow sound, Is this only crushing me
A hollow moment, spent in hollow fashion, Is this reality or irresistible

Drowning beneath the waves of humanity and crushing those beneath me
Scratching behind hidden corners in my mind and hiding from myself
Searching before I asked a question and answered the call to self-destruct
Unholy with holy intentions, a god with ungodly thoughts, consume my confusion

Awakened by a voice, On the floor in a dirty motel, Again?
Clothes nearby but dignity nowhere to be found
Whiskey bottles line the floor and cockroaches climb the walls
A syringe thrown into a cloud of coke and storms through my sickness

When does disparity end, Where is my humanity sent, if not to hell
How can I mend when I’m destined to fend for myself in this hollow shell
How the hell did sin become so wickedly beautiful
When the hell did I become so willingly consumed

Rescue me and restore me to former glory
Dig through the wreckage of a life once known
Retrieve my heart and an innocence once pure
Lift me above this hell, I can no longer stand on my own