Perfect Gift

Devotion Loveless, lifeless Results into numbness Once clutched within my hands, but the grip wasn't strong enough Is this the final hour? Am I to far gone? Will I ever receive the perfect gift again? Is this the final hour? Am I to far gone? Questions remain unanswered Can't kill what cannot be found Can't sedate what keeps resurfacing I am hell bound Is this the final hour? Am I to far gone? Will I ever receive the perfect gift again? Is this the final hour? Am I to far gone? The only truth I have to face Is this possession, no reconnection For this road that I have paved Is turning into quicksand day by day This isn't the way I envisioned it It wasn't supposed to end It was my gift to you