my god oh my god i m losing contact forgetting what is real able to touch but not able to feel it s easier to shut out everyone i m chasing after my newest distraction to escape it all my god oh my god what have i become the self addicted one my god oh my god you never failed me you re what i need so often i m the sleeping prayer more often i m the weeping betrayer sometimes i play the martyr become the traitor the humbled sinner has never been a role i knew to play my god oh my god what have i become the self addicted one my god oh my god you never failed me you re what i need treason a pound of flesh is the debt leaving a crippled man i ll give you all i have left a straining outstretched hand is it enough reach down take me back my god oh my god what have i become the self addicted one my god oh my god you never failed me you re what i need  i ll give you what i have left a straining outstretched hand